Whenever I'm sitting by the PC and Yakee approaches me for a cuddle, almost always I start positioning him in the cradle hold, ready to breastfeed. Always, I catch myself just in time.
I actually don't think he'd actually nurse again even if he still pays homage to my breasts and would sniff at them.
Anyway, it is in such moments that I realize I really, really, really miss the intimacy of holding him in that way, and nurturing him in that way. Thank God for two years and four months of such a rewarding relationship... and now, at least I can say I am starting to look forward to doing it again with my second child.
Breastfeeding changes women.