When I picked Charlie up Tuesday, I told the nanny what a hard time I had with finishing the breast milk. We kept a good supply with her as well. It just so happened that she had one more bag. My eyes lit up with excitement. I felt like the end wasn't here. I grabbed the bag and headed home. This was the biggest event for the day! Staying true to who I am, I photographically captured this blessed event. For a moment, my hope was restored and new life was breathed into me. I no longer felt depleted, but refreshed. I had received my right of passage to continue onto the next stage in my child's life. Yes, all this from one more bag of milk.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Officially, the LAST bag.
When I picked Charlie up Tuesday, I told the nanny what a hard time I had with finishing the breast milk. We kept a good supply with her as well. It just so happened that she had one more bag. My eyes lit up with excitement. I felt like the end wasn't here. I grabbed the bag and headed home. This was the biggest event for the day! Staying true to who I am, I photographically captured this blessed event. For a moment, my hope was restored and new life was breathed into me. I no longer felt depleted, but refreshed. I had received my right of passage to continue onto the next stage in my child's life. Yes, all this from one more bag of milk.
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