It's over. Done. Complete. History.
For the first time since August of 2004 (yes, that's right. nearly 5 1/2 years), I can officially say, "My body is my own!" I am no longer growing or feeding another human being. And I.NEVER.WILL.EVER.AGAIN.
It's surprisingly liberating and not nearly as sad as I thought it might be. I am excited to move on to the next stage of our lives. To watch our children grow into their own people. I am excited to not have to alter my food/beverage consumption based on the needs of another. I am excited to run. To the point of exhaustion. And not have to worry about the impact it might have on one of my offspring. And although it's the end of an era, I somehow feel more complete by having made it through, sleepless nights and all.
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Congrats on a job well done!!!
That day for me was bittersweet. Who am I kidding it was SWEET!!! I love my little peeps but having the bod back rocks!
What a wonderful milestone.
Although it seems so long ago for me, I know the feeling exactly! Great milestone moment.
Hurray! And congrats on this new phase of your life. :)
woohoo! Can't wait to see what the next stage of your lives will bring!!!
YIPPEE!! I only lasted with the BF for about 6 weeks, LOL!!
Total awesomeness!! Congrats on reaching this point. Take a moment and do something good for yourself. You have been such a good mommy!
Ha ha!! I love my kids more than life itself but I have to say, I am sooooooo happy to be in this stage of life!!! Welcome to the rest of your life!!!
as Jenn said, so aptly, "welcome to the rest of your life".
And don't worry, there will still be occasional sleepless nights to get you through the nostalgia.
OH, one more thing: can you say, BERMUDA!!!
I am trying to make it around to all my wonderful journey joiners (aka followers) and I was reading through some of your posts and found this one.
While I was clicking away at your blog, I was thinking, "I really need to go pump. My supply is really going to start decreasing." How crazy is that! My littlest is 16 months and still wants to nurse...sort of. He wants to when he wants to.
I hope I get to the point where I will be happy my body is all mine again!
You have a great blog. I look forward to reading along! Thanks for reading mine.
Run strong at your half!
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