Mama Cushion

With an unjudgemental (I do my best!) understanding that parents can make their own choices regarding their own children, I breast feed mine in front of a camera. I do this today because I wanted a photo of us together, doing something we have done at least three times a day since we met eachother finally in July 2012. I wonder if some day soon our breastfeeding journey will end; some days it seems closer to the end than others. Some days Rio is so distracted by what she is doing, or seeing, or touching that she doesn't seem to think about it. Other days, like today, she woke up too early and needed the comfort and cushion of her Mama and her milk. For me, there are days when I've just had. enough. Some days where I want to find a way to force her to stop because I'm fed up with my top being yanked down or having little knees digging into my ribs, or feet kicking at my arms. Other days though, like today, I wake up too early and I just want to sit quietly with my daugther and stare into her eyes as the mist of sleep veils them, comfortable as her cushion.