Picture Parade

Conner

Riley

Marin

My sis

Papi with Conner

Mother in law with Adam

The hubs with neice

Papi with Conner

Me with Riley

Conner

The cake

My sis, Conner, Me, and Mom

My sis and her man

Two of a gazillion Christmas card pic attempts

Happy Birthday Conner!!!

This is the first time since December 2000 that I have not been pregnant and/or nursing. Since finding out I was expecting kid #1, I have been pregnant, nursing, or a combo of both until now. I nursed 3 months into each pregnancy which once caused a midwife to feel inclined to mention nursing wasn't a form of birth control, just in case I wasn't aware of that fact. And about the whole milk flavor changing around 12 weeks as a natural deterrent...never happened. I probably would've nursed them longer if it wasn't so darn draining growing a child inside while feeding one on the outside. The weaning process always proved to be a long and frustrating adventure for each kid and myself...until...Conner. No boob since Saturday night. He has flat out given up...done...kaput!

Over the last 7 years, I have often dreamt of the time I would have my body back to myself. Visions of Victoria's Secret bras pranced thru my dreams. Now, I have my body back, but I am not so sure I am ready for it to be so easy. I'm still putting on my nursing bras...why???...habit and the fact that the only non nursing bras in my drawer are over 7 years old.

What happened to my weaning process??? Conner turned one today and over the last 7 days, he has managed to figure out the whole walking thing, become an expert vanilla soymilk chugger, and ditched the boob. I don't recall giving him permission to grow up that quickly. I guess I can take this as his way of letting me know that while he is the family caboose, he is not the "baby" of the family.

Happy Birthday Conner! Thanks for the gift of giving me my body back even if I wasn't quite ready for it. I love you!