“I breastfeed my little girl as much as she wanted: when she was nine, she told me she no longer needed milk from her mother.”

She told me that she would stop when she turned 10, that is, in April of the following year, but it seems that the decision came earlier. I would have let her continue for as long as she wanted”.

Sharon claims that the benefits of such prolonged breastfeeding have become apparent over time, as her daughter has had no flu or cold episodes.

The mother stated that she never discussed the prospect of quitting the practice with Charlotte and hopes that in the future, her daughter will have the same sense of security and comfort that she did when breastfeeding.

“We have a very strong connection and I am convinced that it is due to breastfeeding. I don’t think it will change even though we stopped, “ said Sharon.

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