DS turned one a couple of weeks ago.
He was such a boob monster for months, I thought it was going to have a long hard task on my hands to wean him off breastfeeding.
Then, gradually, he lost interest, until eventually starting to refuse his last remaining feed (bedtime) point blank around a week ago. I kept offering at bedtime in case it was down to teething or something. But I finally took the hint, and tonight put him down without offering. He went to sleep fine.
So that is that 

I didn't want to extend breastfeeding, was keen to stop around age one etc. so basically everything has happened as I hoped!
But... But now it has ended, I feel really wistful, especially as I can't even remember when the last feed was or what it was like. I didn't treasure it. And if we stop at 2 kids (don't want to but might be sensible!) I may have given my last breastfeed ever!
I suspect I am being over-indulgent and a bit ridiculous. But still! 


