I hope this isn't too weird, but I am so looking forward to breastfeeding again. A nuzzly, rooty tiny baby. That milk-drunk grin. Snuggly feeding in the middle of the night. That cute little chicken head bob they do with their mouths open trying to latch on. And they get too excited and keep missing. Awwww. And there's that tiny period where there's nothing you can't solve with a boob. Cross? Boob. Tired? Boob. Hungry? Boob.
Please resist the temptation to refer me back to this thread when I'm on here in a couple of months time wailing about cracked nipples, projectile vomiting, sleep deprivation and mastitis .