Sarah doesn't breast feed any more.
She snuggles with me as she drifts off to sleep after her bath and a sizable helping of milk. When she wakes up in the middle of the night, it's a hug that she craves now. She has stopped pulling at my shirt, wondering why I'm hiding the goodies on her. She knows there are other yummy things to sustain her and she has moved on.
I have a little catching up to do . . .
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