Today I fell in love with nursing my child all over again...

While lying on my bed talking with my husband and playing with my baby, I fell in love with nursing all over again. Just when I thought I was OK with the thought of my son weaning , the overwhelming beauty of our nursing relationship pops up and shouts "Hello!"

You see, I had just taken a shower with my little nursling, and was still wrapped in a towel. This of course made it very easy for my baby to access his favorite thing... my boobs. He suckled, giggled, nose dived my nipples, and was generally having a terrific time. He was content, perfectly at ease with his creative nursing positions and deriving perfect nutrition and entertainment from the most logical person on earth, his mother.

He wasn't finding comfort in rubber and plastic, but rather in my body. The same body that had carried and nourished him in a way that no one else ever could. The same body that suffered morning sickness, cramps, aching muscles and stretch marks to create his perfect little self. My heartbeat was the first sound he heard, my face the first he saw, my arms the first ones to hold him, and my scent the smell he instantly recognized. In light of all this, the joy on his face as he played and drank made perfect sense. I would challenge anyone to deny my "meant to be" moment and I will remember this day forever.

Enjoy your nursing relationship. When you can, run around topless with your baby. Let him explore and nurse and play with your breasts. It's OK. They were designed to nourish, comfort and entertain him. You are his mother, and you are incredible!

If you listen closely, you will hear a heavenly whisper saying "Slow down, this is how I meant you and him to be and the moment will pass quickly." I did.