Just Write {64}

December 3, 2012

She follows me, still.

I came from the bathroom, to find her waiting in my bedroom. I was wrapped in a towel and dripping a little from the shower. She pointed and laughed. She does that when I have wet hair. At least that’s what I tell myself she’s laughing about.

I pulled open the drawer with bras and dug around, wondering when I’ll ever purchase a post-breastfeeding one that actually fits me. Elsie was putting on my shoes and clomping on the hardwood floor, trying to not be a falling-over toddler even though she is one.

I dropped the towel and suddenly she was by my side, back to just the footies of her pajamas and she was pointing but not laughing. She pointed to her mouth and pointed back at me, like she suddenly remembered breastfeeding. She, the one who decided to be done all in one grand statement in one moment on one day when I was not ready but she was. Now there she was looking inquisitively and opening her mouth like I could give her a drink. These sagging empty vessels are certainly incapable and so I was about to move even faster to cover them and trying to think what to say and then she said it,

All gone.

Aw gone.

Yes, that’s right. All gone. No more milk. Do you want to go get a drink of water?

Oh yeah. She said that like this was a very exciting plan, and then she spun around and went out the door on tippy toes, as if wearing heels.


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Gianna December 3, 2012 at 9:26 pm

Oh, my heart aches. I remember when I was done nursing my last baby. I sat at the table and wept–long and loud. I think I cried for 4 months (off and on). He was done and I wasn’t needed like that anymore.
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Elaine December 3, 2012 at 9:27 pm

I just think it’s so cool that she remembers… :)
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Kerstin December 3, 2012 at 9:43 pm

A perfectly captured moment.
I can just see you little blonde angel on her tippy toes ;)
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Sarah @ToddlerSummer December 3, 2012 at 10:52 pm

So cute that she remembered. So sweet that she’s excited about what’s next.
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Brandee December 4, 2012 at 2:54 am

That made my heart smile and ache a bit all at the same time. I have had thse moments with my little guy, where he has asked for milk and wondered why it was gone, and others were he remembers that he is a big boy and doesn’t drink “mummy milk” anymore. Such a beautiful moment, captured and remembered.
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Tricia December 4, 2012 at 6:48 am

Oh my what a moment you’ve captured. So sweet.
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Barbara Isaac December 4, 2012 at 6:54 am

What a great writer you are; and such a sweet story. She seems like a wonderful kid; enjoy every minute!
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Kimberly December 4, 2012 at 7:10 am

oh this is adorable and sad all at once. I had to give up breastfeeding due to health issues and I wished that I could have had this experience. I know that it was hard for me and I can imagine that it was twice as hard for you. xo
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Nancy December 4, 2012 at 8:20 am

That’s one smart and succinct cookie. :)
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Meegs December 4, 2012 at 9:22 am

Aw, wonderful and sad all at the same time. Thank you for sharing this moment. I’m still nursing my 34 month old and I wonder what moments like this we’ll have in the future.
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Emily Cook December 4, 2012 at 9:43 am

Aw… bittersweet. beautiful.
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Krishann December 4, 2012 at 9:54 am

This was so beautifully captured into words and so sweet that she remembers. I remember when my oldest daughter decided one day that she was done too. It wasn’t gradual and I don’t think I was ready either. She was just done one day and me left wondering would things always happen so fast.
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grace December 4, 2012 at 10:57 am

aw… i am at this very moment in the middle of weaning my baby. my last baby. thankfully, i am ready to be done, but it is still very bittersweet. xo
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Baby by the Sea December 4, 2012 at 12:30 pm

Oh, I love the image of tippie toe footie pajamas. You really capture such wonderful moments.
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Kristen @ Motherese December 4, 2012 at 2:20 pm

Sob! These babies don’t know the power they hold, do they? xo
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Shawn December 4, 2012 at 2:52 pm

I’m trying to make more time on my blog to participate in this because it’s just so important to me. Thanks for hosting week after week. I always enjoy reading the posts.
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Kelly Jo December 4, 2012 at 3:36 pm

Totally thought of you when Charles did about the same thing-poked me as I bent over to put the pants on and just laughed :)

Stacy December 4, 2012 at 3:49 pm

I know that little tippy-toe happy dance very well– gotta love it. Lily (my last one also) weaned about two months ago too, and every now and then it seems my body hasn’t quite caught on to that fact. But she giggles when she sees me getting (un)dressed as well, and I can only tell myself it’s because of toddler nostalgia. ; )

Jennifer Peterson December 4, 2012 at 7:15 pm

I love this!! I am so glad I stumbled across your blog:) I love how you write!

tracy@sellabitmum December 4, 2012 at 8:01 pm

Oh my. These babies. Who aren’t babies anymore. Hey, tomorrow during our break do you want to go bra shopping as I need to also! :)
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Robin | Farewell, Stranger December 4, 2012 at 8:28 pm

Earth-altering, isn’t it? For us at least, if not for them.
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Kristin Kraabel December 4, 2012 at 11:52 pm

I love this snapshot in time and so remember my little one asking to nurse long after she was done. Thank you for bringing me back to that time. My story today has nursing, but after a fall and a ambulance ride.
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rebecca @ altared spaces December 7, 2012 at 11:28 am

Water is very hydrating. Fill up your soul and hers as you go forward into those high heels. Big Love.
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