Warning: this is an extremely personal post.  While I sit here writing this post, I am on the verge of being an emotional basket case! I finally weaned Reid from breastfeeding and tonight marked the first night of not nursing him to sleep.  Needless to say, it is extremely bittersweet.  It marks the end of a routine of over 15 months and the beginning of Reid not physically needing me (I know that technically he did not need breastmilk/formula after a year, but still).  He is growing up and I cannot slow time down no matter how much I would like to. My breastfeeding adventure started with Drew and I…