I always planned on stopping nursing when Beck turned one. Then the day came and he wasn't ready to give up his last morning feeding. ...or it may have been me that wasn't ready. ;-) Either way, I decided to keep going awhile longer. This morning while Beck was nursing he kept pulling off and pointing to the bottle on the dresser. After the third time of him stopping, I went down and got him a bottle and he downed the whole thing. I guess that means this is the end. farewell ugly nursing bra. Hello big boy. Can I still call him my baby? Because I'm not ready to give that up yet.