When my daughter was ready to let go of breastfeeding but I wasn't

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Is it really over? Yes, it is. She now nuzzles up to me and sets off into her dreamworld feeling comforted by the warmth of my skin. And me? I am feeling a sense of void, an agonizing emptiness which can never be filled. I am going to miss the impishness

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