Ariz is Weaned. Finally !

I know. I know. *shakes head*

I could've written this when Ariz was 30 months old and not when he's err *counts finger* 49 months old! 49 months .. 4 years and a solid month and 2 weeks Wow!

Anyhows.

Yes, people. Ariz is officially weaned. He hasn't asked to be nursed for the last 8 days. I feel like Firhad when he annouced his 5 months of cig-free days. Haha!

Suddenly he seems like a big boy.

Suddenly I feel a little less needed. So I hug him a little more at night. Smelling his hair and snuggling close to him, just breathing him in. He's oh so peaceful when he sleeps, not the tornado that he is when he's awake.

I'm a little loss now that he doesn't breastfeed anymore.

I kinda lied when I said that I was trying to wean him off. Half a lie, actually. Especially when I "thought" about weaning him and did nothing whatsoever to effect that. I thought about the asam jawa. I talked to him though, but never with much conviction. I just love breastfeeding him.

I gave in to him, everytime he needed to nurse. He needed the comfort as much as I needed to be needed.

I love breastfeeding. I love his dependedness on me. I love the thought of a physical and emotional submission to a child, all by Allah's will. I love that I was able , alhamdulillah, to fulfill what was the fitrah of a child and I love the feeling Iget when I feed a baby and knowing that every single drop of milk he gulps down, there's barakah to it to me and him.

To all of you out there, young wives, young mothers, young husbands, girlfriends, boyfriends. Breastfeed your child. Make that effort. Do not look back and regret that you never tried hard enough.

It's a new world altogether. It's far more rewarding that you'd ever think possible. Trust me. I went through 4 babies and a total of 9 years of full exclusive breastfeeding and I love every minute of it.

But pardon my sombre entry. My lull of happiness just ended.

Note: Hugs are welcome.