Random Ramblings of a Suburban Mum

I am a woman. I am a wife. I am a mother. I am an artist. I am a writer. I am an office worker...
I am also several other things, which I don't yet feel the need or the comfort to share... (I am a bad housekeeper. I am lazy. I am financially irresponsible. You get the piture...) I am all these things and more. Is it any wonder that I am constantly exhausted??

I do a lot of things, but none of them particularly well. I have many ideas. I start many projects. And yet I seem to lack the ability to see them through. I start something, only to abandon it halfway through and move on to the next thing. I seem to lost interest in anything and everything that requires concentrated effort on my part...

And yet, I am not a complete failure at seeing things through. Becuase you see, there is one thing that I set out to achieve and I achieved it to completion. And that thing is breastfeeding. When my daughter was born, I planned to breastfeed her for the two years and beyond that is recommended by the World Health Organization. It was sometimes a struggle, but I was determined (and since along with being lazy, I am a bad cook, even when it was hard, it was still by far the easiest way for me to feed my baby).

My daughter is now three and we are still going. I guess I have become what some people refer to as an "extended breastfeeder" (although the correct term is "full-term breastfeeder", but more of that another day). I am one of those women that feeds their walking, talking child that has the ability to say "Can I have some boobie milk please?". We are actually more common than people think - we just don't advertise what we do. But that's a topic for another time...

When we reached the two year mark, my next goal became to feed my daughter until she self weans. The problem is, that I am once again losing interest. Being a constant milk factory is becoming boring... Still, this is not just about me. Because breastfeeding is a symbiotic relationship between mother and child, a relationship that is beneficial to both. I am wondering when my daughter and I will decide that this particular part of our lives has been completed. I am hoping it is in the not too distant future, as although it has been good, I am ready for something new.