Maybe it was the last time today, that I have breast-fed Charlie. It's about the time to stop altogether, but I feel sad about it. And if I will not have any more children, then maybe this is the last time in my life that I have been breastfeeding. It is a wonderful experience, and I will miss it. I am still very happy that I could have that experience: to feed my children with the product of my own body: literally "my flesh and blood". And to see them growing from it -- for the first 6 months, they gain few kilo's -- only from my milk! Almost unbelievable, but I've done it, so I know :)
It makes me proud of being a mammal ;-)