I have just been rewatching the documentary 'Extraordinary Breastfeeding', and the bits where the little twins were being breastfed for the last time has made me really emotional. I remember the last time I fed DS1 (he was 2.9 and it was a few days after DS2 was born). I looked down and thought 'oh my goodness I'm feeding a crocodile'. I was really sore from trying to establish feeding with DS2 and dreaded feeding DS1. DS1 didn't like the taste of the Lanisoh I was using and never fed again. He asked a few times, whether I was still using the cream and when he found out I was, he didn't feed. After a few days he stopped asking.
I feel terribly guilty and sad that I had such a mean thought the last time I fed DS1 (although I didn't know it would be the last time). Everyone in my family and friends assumes that I was grateful that DS1 stopped feeding and thinks that I fed him for too long anyhow.
This was a year and a half ago, but watching that program brought it all back.
Does anyone else here still experience strong emotions about weaning years on? Or have I just got a bad case of PMT?
Sorry that was long - thanks for reading this far