Overly-emotional.
So, I'm not quite sure where this stems from (yet), but I have been very sensitive lately in the feelings department. Particularly (and this may have no shock value to some of you) when it comes to the thought of weaning Presley from breastmilk, especially after reading this recent post from The Leaky Boob.
I have mentioned plenty of times here lately that it will definitely be a bittersweet moment for us, but now I am downright distraught at the thought of it. I've narrowed it down to a few things that really bums me out when I think about it:
Missing out on the few times throughout the day when Presley and I can be quiet together, snuggle, and share those special moments just the two of us. Will she still want to do that with me at all throughout the day once breastfeeding is out of the picture? Another underlying (and somewhat irrational) fear here: Is Presley actually bonded to me or the nourishment I provide her? How will that bond change after she realizes I'm n…
I have mentioned plenty of times here lately that it will definitely be a bittersweet moment for us, but now I am downright distraught at the thought of it. I've narrowed it down to a few things that really bums me out when I think about it:
Missing out on the few times throughout the day when Presley and I can be quiet together, snuggle, and share those special moments just the two of us. Will she still want to do that with me at all throughout the day once breastfeeding is out of the picture? Another underlying (and somewhat irrational) fear here: Is Presley actually bonded to me or the nourishment I provide her? How will that bond change after she realizes I'm n…