I guess I am just one of those people who never got into their bodies. . .By the time I ‘retired’ them, I’d been pregnant and/or breastfeeding for 5 years straight - I was happy because this time I knew it was over for good. And for some reason (my hubby really appreciated) mine went up a size and stayed there?!?
Me, who never passed a baby section without a run through, just knew it was over for good. I love babies and if they stayed under a year for a while - I could have done it forever. But they grow up, mouth off and I remember what’s coming and sanity returned.
I never seemed to get caught up in a certain age and certainly not the fantasy of wishing something was forever - forever is a very long time. And I’m too much a realist.
I don’t know why, but this quote from Robert A. Heinlein comes to mind…
Nursing does not diminish the beauty of a woman’s breasts; it enhances their charm by making them look lived in and happy.
The above quote is from Time Enough For Love. Probably his best book.