Ending a journey

So for those of you who are men and read this...this blog is dedicated to breastfeeding. Just warning you if you want to run away now-do it. And no-no boob pictures-sorry!

I've been on this journey for a year and one week now-but exclusive pumping. Let me explain why.

I tried for the first two weeks of Henry's life to nurse him. It was hard. Really hard. He didn't struggle at all-the balancing of two additional kids (who took full advantage of that time) was hard. After two weeks, I started pumping. I caved, felt guilty for giving up, but knew that since he was still getting the best-it was ok! 

My journey has been so long (yet fast) and beyond and I mean beyond exhausting! 

And now-I'm ending my journey. 

Meet my friend-bc-birth control. I've always struggled with over production, except with Viola because she was a champ at actually nursing!

 So now I'm taking this. Not only to prevent another baby (that's another topic for another day), but it will help me end my journey. 

I'm full of emotions. I don't want to stop but I know it's time. Any other mom who has been in my shoes knows how hard it is to just walk away. As much as you hate it-you love it because it's the absolute best. Nothing can beat knowing you fed your own child with your own body's ability. We moms are super hero's...we wear our capes on the front! 

So in the end...I'm sad-but happy! 

I had 2 little cheerleaders here today.

Until tomorrow!