Packing things up.

What an emotional day. I finally got a few minutes during my son's nap to pack up some clothes he has out grown. I also packed up all my breast feeding supplies. I think I cried more packing those things up then his cute tiny clothes.

Breastfeeding was one thing I wanted to do so badly and tried so hard at it. I spent many days with a lacation consultant that I had to drive over an hour to see. He would latch and I pumped after every feeding and got no sleep. The first 6 weeks of his life are a blur because I was so focused on getting my milk to come in and it never did show up. I tried so hard to get a pumping break when I went back to work but couldn't keep it up. I pumped in my car to and from work (hour drive). My son only got 16 weeks of breastfeeding. He adjusted better to a bottle than I did. I still wish he could latch on to me and have that close bond.