DD is 18 months and since January she'd just been having a bedtime breastfeed.... Saturday night turns out to me the very last one and I didn't even know! Sunday night my dad was round so DH got DD ready for bed (as usual) then got fed up of waiting for me to stop nattering just laid DD down in the cot. She whimpered for a bit do I went in, as soon as she saw me she stopped, tossed and turned for a bit then went to sleep. DH works late in the week so last night I tried putting her down without a feed and she didn't even bat an eyelid!
I am glad it's come to an end naturally, and without a fuss - and I was beginning to wonder how on earth we were going to stop to be honest... But at the same time I'm a little sad our bf-ing time is over and that on Saturday night I didn't even know that would be the last feed ever!
Not sure why I'm telling you all this really....