No longer a cow. I have my body back to myself.

The end has come. After 14 months and 4 days, I finally decided (yes, I did... I think Ben decided a while ago) to put an end to breastfeeding. It was a long road (a very long road) with a very rough start (check out this earlier post to see what I'm referring to). From bleeding+cracked nipples and back -- we survived (and thrived, I might add).

On Friday morning,... my last feeding... Ben started pointing at his sippy cup (we had one on the night stand and he spotted it). Then he started screaming, 'meh meh meh',... which is his version of 'milk'. It was at this point when I realized there was no point competing with a sippy cup.

Victoria Secret + La Senza... here I come. It's time to burn the nursing bras that I've had for over a year! WOOoooo HOoooo!