The last ounce

When Allison turned one, we were both ready to stop breastfeeding. We successfully introduced milk and she (and I) were loving it. I started taking longer intervals between pumping sessions and within a few weeks the milk was gone. Weaning felt very strange but also fulfilling. It was like finishing the last chapter of a really good book where everyone lives happily every after. I made my last ounce and put away the pump for good.