We are a few days in and I'm going to try to go down to 10 minutes per session today. It hasn't been too uncomfortable, but the emotions are all over the place. I knew this would happen, but I perseverate about it at least 100 times per day. Feeling like I'm being selfish, feeling sad that this part of my role as mother to Max is over. Mostly the last part. It is/was something that I could do for him that was so good for him and that no one else could do. And I'm voluntarily severing that connection. It hurts me more than him.