So tomorrow my baby boy turns a year old and he decided to wean about two weeks ago. And won't even think spy drinking the last of the milk i have in the freezer so today i had to throw away the last of it. (its about to expire anyway but it still broke my heart) and it got me thinking about our journey and made me feel all. ... upset and sentimental. And how he weaned sooner than I wanted him to but I think we were both more ready than I wanted to accept.
Just wanted to say all this as a part of my grieving process lol
Just wanted to say all this as a part of my grieving process lol