This is from "Operating Instructions:  A Journal of My Son's First Year"
by Anne Lamott.  She is a very good and very funny writer and in this
book about the first year of being a parent (as well as not having a
partner and having a good friend suffering from breast cancer), she
wrote:

"Part of me wants my body back, wants to stop being a moo-cow, and part of me
thinks about nursing him through kindergarten.  I know a woman who nursed her
daughter until the girl was almost four, and of course we all went around
thinking that it was a bit much, too Last Emperor for our blood.  But now
when Sam and I are nursing, it crosses my mind that I will never ever be
willing to give this up.  It'll be okay, I think to myself, we can get it
to work, I'll follow him to college but I'll stay totally out of the way...
This is the easiest, purest communication I've ever known."   Pages 164-165.

Cindy
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