Warm fuzzies. Imaginary floaty hearts coming out of your eyes. Happy sighs. Contentment. These are things I don't experience when I am a nursing mother. I was a nursing mother for just weeks under a decade. O.O Why would I breastfeed four children over the span of a decade with only two short breaks (I was pregnant during those two breaks, FWIW)? Am I a total martyr? Do I love being miserable? Am I fan of frustration? Nope. I chose it because I know it's best. It'