Not great for the breast milk, but I don't notice that Asher is affected by it. He is a breast boy, but aren't all?
At the end of the day, even with all the sleep lost, still breastfeeding makes me super happy. It's a time that I get to cuddle with my little guy. I can stroke his cheek, brush my fingers through his hair, tell him stories, even make him laugh. It's so beautiful. I will never regret this time.In the last few weeks, he's begun kissing. It's the cutest thing ever. I've caught him kissing the floor, eww; the dogs, even ewwer; and even himself on the leg or arm. But my favorite kisses are the ones he gives me during nursing. He releases his latch, moves away from my nipple and gently kisses my breast before re-latching. It makes me all warm and cuddly inside just thinking about it.
Sometimes, instead of kissing, he'll blow raspberries on me. As long as I keep laughing, he'll keep doing it.
Thinking about the day that he will no longer be breastfeeding brings tears to my eyes. But alas, I realize that it must one day come to an end. In a few years...
