September has flown in, along with it the first days of school and the first week of tending to my new charge, our neighbors' 10 month old son (hence the lack of posting around here).
Soren had a good first day, despite tears and trepidation about meeting his new teacher.
Jude's also embarked on a "first"--he took his first unassisted steps over the weekend. Naturally, I didn't get out the camera, but hope to get some pics today.
I feel both wistful and liberated, as I did with Soren. I love wearing regular bras and am eager to drop a cup size again. And being less concerned with drinking a glass of wine or too much coffee. But of course I will miss that closeness and the feelings of nurturing my child; however there is always lots of closeness and nurturing without the breast too. My bosom is always open for cuddling. :)
I'd like to continue to wax poetic on the subject, but two boys are needing me right now. Hope your week is having some good beginnings and endings!