I love breastfeeding, I must admit. While pregnant with my son, I researched breastfeeding and the benefits of it, and I knew that I would breastfeed him. Of course, I heard horror stories from various mothers on the complexities and frustrations of breastfeeding, and how they could only nurse for a few weeks or so, or however long, and they couldn't wait to quit.
Now, the first two weeks were absolutely exhausting to me. I felt like I was nursing all. the. time. But, I loved having him cuddled up beside me while both of us slept peacefully. I took my mother's advice and napped when he napped about twice a day.
He latched on well, so I didn't have problems with that. Sometimes I experienced soreness and such, but for the most part breastfeeding was such a pleasant experience. I loved cuddling up close with him. I loved knowing that my body supplied his nutritional needs. I loved that I could soothe him so easily just by nursing him. Taking care of a baby seemed so much simpler to me. All I basically had to do was nurse him every two hours or so, change his diaper often, and keep him clean. Basically.
Fast forward 11 months. My son will be 11 months in less than two weeks and I still occasionally nurse him. I can't help it. Although I have no milk at this point, because he's basically weaned from my breast, I still nurse to comfort him through the night if he wakes, or during the day when he's in a bad mood. And it still works like a charm.
And, I just can't let go of the joy that I experience having him cuddled near and receiving joy and pacification from me. Luckily, I have a baby coming in about a month, so I can continue nursing with her. To the chagrin of certain family members, and my husband, I'm sure, I will probably still nurse my son for comfort when he needs it. I can't help it. Breastfeeding has been as pleasant an experience for him as it has been for me. I encourage any young mother to nurse, and be open to an absolutely wonderful experience.