I'm sleep deprived this morning. My dear Clayton woke up at 3am and was cranking up for 2 hours. I was upset, angry, tired yet I tried to show as much affection and patience as I can.
He is in his 3rd week of weaning and it is a difficult time, I believe. It's a milestone he has achieved even though we are still keeping the morning feed going. I still treasure this special moment and I'm also finding it hard to 'stop' this nursing journey completely.
It is so emotional, more so than I think or hear. Yet, I'm taking one day at a time. Showing more grace, more love, more patience and comfort. That is the joy and 'pain' of motherhood.
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