Nursing, what else?

It has been an interesting past few days. On a light note, I got most of my first Theory exam (to give, not to take) written and had the chance to spend some quality time with my hubby on a Saturday, which never happens. We went to the mall, bought him a pair of athletic pants and ate a "romantic" dinner at the north shore mall food court. Insert chuckle here.

On a slightly heavier note, I've been thinking a lot lately about the act of nursing; breast feeding, that is. We all know it's a personal thing, and boy do I now know this. There's nothing more personal than several times a day offering someone a body part you once deemed private. And there's nothing more personal than having to do it in public, when previously you were quite modest. Also it requires a LOT of time. I stop what I am doing for a 1/2 hour every two hours and give her what she needs to survive. During the first few days of nursing, I had doubts about being able to last because of how much time it required. It also took a great deal of learning and pain to get it right. But when I breast feed my child, I'm not only giving her the best food she could have but I also am giving her me. She is dependent on me doing this. Because I do this, she trusts me and knows me more than any other person. It's such a special bond which I have never experienced with another human being. And it's a pleasure to finally know this feeling which I have heard so much about. A mom and a daughter will form a bond regardless of how she is fed, but I am enjoying the experience of bonding with my little one through nursing.