Tonight, as I lay in bed nursing Sophia, her warm body snuggled next to me, she happily drank my milk without any idea these times are coming to an end. I kissed her hair and breathed in the smell of her sweet, sweaty little head. I was so overwhelmed with emotions that I worried I’d have a panic attack . I am so thankful to have both my girls, but so sad that my time with them as babies is ending. Sophia is almost twenty months old and weaning her feels like such an ending. I am fort
