I loved nursing too, and I selfishly liked being the only one who could give that to him - nursing was MY special moment.
I thought Luca was going to be nursed until he went to college
, that's how much he liked it. I would have loved for him to self wean, but it was clear that was never going to happen.
Around 22-23 months, I slowly started reducing his nursing to twice a day, then once a day, and surprisingly he did not object (if you knew my son you would know what a huge thing that was - he is Mr. Opinionated). The bedtime nursing was the big hurdle, and I really had a hard time giving it up!!
I kept on saying "ok, tonight is the last night", and of course, I couldn't do it. It went on for months, until I had a severe viral allergy and was put on medication that was going through the milk - plus I had a surprise reaction to the medication and became drowsy and I passed out. I couldn't nurse him that night, and he cried for about 5 min (lucky for me, I was passed out and did not hear him) and then he never asked for it again. It was very easy for him, but the hardest thing in the world for me. I felt a void, and I was sad to be past that stage...