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Monday, August 08, 2011

Motherhood Mondays: On boobs. :)

This may be a little intimate, but let's talk about breasts! After the jump, of course...

I've always been a pretty modest person (in high school gym class, I was one of the girls who would change in the bathroom) but now that I've had a baby, I'm much more open about certain body parts: namely, breasts. They just seem so functional and quotidian to me now. So, if you're game, I'd love to chat about all things breasty.

Seven things that surprised me about breastfeeding:

1. Breastfeeding burns a whopping 500 calories per day! Yowza! I was really surprised to hear that. Even if you sit perfectly still all day, you burn as many calories as if you'd run five miles. Needless to say, you get hungry like the wolf. I remember drinking an average of four glasses of whole milk every day, and once, I ate an entire tuna pasta salad in the middle of the night. The next morning, my mom, who was visiting, was like, "Where's the pasta salad?" I was like....In. My. Belly.

2. You get overwhelmingly thirsty. As soon as I'd start nursing Toby, I'd get hit with a wave of thirst like a Mack truck. All I would be able to think was, "Water, water, water...." until I was glugging down a huge glass. Alex actually bought me a giant water bottle, and honestly it was one of my favorite gifts I've ever gotten.

3. You can squirt milk across the room. (Is that TMI?) Before having a baby, I imagined that a nipple would function like a single straw, but actually they're more like this kitchen faucet. Milk sprays out a bunch of teeny holes, and, if you squeeze your breast, you can spray milk right across the room! It would be an awesome party trick if it were the least bit socially acceptable.

4. Nursing bras can be sexy. I dragged my feet when shopping for a nursing bra because I figured I'd be stuck wearing a hideous functional number for the next twelve months. But! I was thrilled to discover Elle MacPherson nursing bras. They're soft and pretty, and I love how the black lace peeks out from beneath tank tops and cardigans.

5. Babies are completely over-the-moon about milk. It's so, so, so adorable how much babies love milk. Toby would get so excited before feeding; he'd root around trying to find the boob. He'd frantically move his tiny head around, like, where is it, where is it...he'd find his fist and suck like crazy...and then be like, oh, wait, that's not it....where is it....YES, here it is!!!! And his eyes would basically roll back in his head, he was so happy. (And then he'd get his drunken sailor face:)

6. You can literally feel drained afterward. Sometimes I'd stumble out of the nursery after giving Toby his bedtime feed, and tell Alex, "I feel like the energy was just truly sucked out of me." It can be exhausting. I mean, you're fattening up a baby. Of course, it can be really wonderful, cozy and profound at the same time.

7. You get big boobs! Kind of embarrassing but one of my favorite parts of pregnancy/nursing was finally experiencing big boobs. I've always been a flat-chested girl (I even wore those chicken cutlets at my wedding), and I've long been curious about what it would be like to have big breasts even just for one day. Well, when I was pregnant, my breasts kept growing, and when Toby was born and I started nursing, they felt HUGE (at least to me). It was a thrill to have big boobs, including cleavage, for the first time ever! (Here are my small boobs; here are my big boobs:) Of course, now that Toby has stopped nursing, my boobs have shrunk down to their pre-baby size. But I'll never forget my one glorious well-endowed year.
Toby eating lunch in our hospital room when he was one day old.

Finally, the breastfeeding book I swear by: A few of my best friends found breastfeeding very difficult at first (one even said it was harder than labor, ouch!). I felt hugely grateful to have a relatively easy time with nursing, and, along with biology and luck, I credit The Nursing Mother's Companion for helping make breastfeeding easier. With a straightforward, reassuring tone, the book shows you how to help your baby latch on correctly and overcome obstacles. My friend Samantha gave me her dog-eared copy before Toby was born, and I'm so thankful she did. I'd highly recommend it to all mothers-to-be who plan to nurse. (And good luck to you! I know everyone's experience is different.)
I'm so curious: What was your experience with breastfeeding? Did you breastfeed or decide not to? What were those early days like for you? (I am so amazed by moms who handled sore breasts on top of everything else in new motherhood! What heros!) What surprised you? I would LOVE to hear...
(Heehee)

P.S. Breastfeeding in public.

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Joanna Goddard said...

erin, that is the cutest ever, ahhhh!!!!

Lilac Silhouette said...

I nursed my son until he was almost 14 months old. We had a very difficult start with lots of frustration and tears (on both our parts!), but I was determined to breastfeed and a wonderful lactation consultant helped me do just that. I enjoyed every minute from about 8 weeks on. My daughter is 3 months old, and I was so nervous about breastfeeding during my pregnancy. But she came out and latched right on and I was SO HAPPY! It felt like a miracle! It's been so easy this time around and I plan on nursing her until she is at least one. She's at the stage now where she will suddenly stop nursing and look up at me with a huge smile and then go back to feeding, and I just adore those moments so very much! It's so amazing that our bodies can provide everything our growing babies need!

Shalini said...

Such a wonderful post. Loved seeing that my experiences in nursing my daughter are echoed in the post and comments. Would love to hear your views and tips on weaning. My daughter is 15 months old and I'm trying to wean her....although I must admit I'm doing it a bit half-heartedly. We both just love it so much.

Claudia said...

Thank you Joanna for sharing your experience... I breastfed my older son until he had 10 months and I'm breastfeeding my younger son (he's almost 7 months). The first week is always very difficult and painful and it takes a lot of courage and love to keep going... I love the sounds that babies make when they see that they're going to be fed... so adorable!! I also became much less body conscious since breastfeeding... so, if I have to breastfeed in public, I'll do it without any problem... the trick is to be natural, confident and swift. Kisses Claudia

Michal said...

Thank you Joanna for your positive words! I am the only person in my circle of friends who didnt produce enough milk and it was and still is very hard to find support or just someone who could understand the pain and guilt. All I can do is hope and pray that nursing will come easily with the next one. Much love to all mamas out there!
www.mybabyshungry.com

Jennifer said...

Great post! When the lady in the bra store measured me and said, "OK, you're a double D. So right after you give birth, you probably be an E," I was like, "Oh no. No. I will NOT be an E!" (why DD was okay, I have no idea).

But it was still an amazing experience and I find it incredible that my body worked in such mysterious and wonderful ways for my baby. I'd also recommend a breastfeeding support group (the Y has a great one) and a lot of patience with yourself.

The question is did you (or Alex) ever taste it? My husband and I did...I was so curious! :)

Jennifer said...

I am 7 months into breastfeeding my little girl and absolutely love it. She would not even think about taking a bottle until 6 months, and while people thought it must have been such a burden, I totally loved it! I had no idea how completely natural it would feel. And yes, I feel quite fortunate to have had such an easy time of it. Love your candidness on the topic!

Jennifer said...

Back again to say how profound the experience has been for me. To have been able to create and sustain new life is just ... wow! Indescribable. And quite empowering. If I can do this, the rest should be small potatoes!

Joanna Goddard said...

jennifer, haha, i tasted it and it tasted like skim milk with sugar, or cantaloupe juice! :)

Amanda said...

I was lucky enough to be able to breastfeed all three of my daughters> we had them relatively close together, which meant I nursed continuously from September of 2004 to June of 2010. I loved every moment of it and, as a result, had a greater sense of accomplishment and ability than ever before.

For me, those many moments of holding them at my breast slowed time. I can conjure the quality of the moonlight on our skin, the way we'd shiver together in the backyard as a breeze ran over us or the indescribable calm of having a tiny finger trace my torso.

Lovely.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for the post. Breastfeeding is sure tricky. Funny, that another blogger form the UWS started writing like you saying "after the jump." I appreciate your writing Cup of JO. I like your honesty.

Jen @ A Touch of Lovely said...

Love this post, especially the part about how much babies love milk! I love the frantic rooting followed by the rolling back of their little eyes as they sink into bliss. It's the best!

It's also amazing how instinctual it is for the little buggers. When I was in the hospital just hours after having my four-month old, she was lying on my shoulder relaxing. She must have caught a whiff of the boob though because she suddenly lifted her little head and pushed her face right into it! So amazing.

Anyway, thanks for sharing!

Katie said...

I find it so refreshing that you talk about breastfeeding on your blog. As a first time mom, I found it completely amazing that other moms weren't talking about bfeeding ALL THE TIME. I wanted to, but felt like it was taboo! I've bfeeding my daughter for almost a year now and although it wasn't initially by choice (she was allergic to formula), I'm so happy I did it. I'm weaning now and having such mixed emotions about it, so it's nice to see so many encouraging words. Thanks

Michele said...

I thought should I comment or not, but I wanted to let you know everything you said was true. You explained it in a way that I remember it being. Both of my babies weaned a week shy of a year old. It was tough being a working mom and nursing and pumping but well worth it. My best friend gave me the book you recommended when I had my first baby. Such great information. I'm going to share this post with a friend who is expecting. I think she'll find it so helpful! Oh yeah, and I miss the 500 calories being burned off without exercise. Now I can't justify a cupcake or extra serving.

Beck's Chic LIfe said...

I am breastfeeding my 16 week old baby, and so grateful that I stuck it out in the beginning. It was super hard those first few weeks, and you feel like all you are doing is nursing, but even now it is so much easier, and I love the bonding part of it. I didn't know how painful it would be in the beginning either, the pain got better after about 2.5 weeks, but in the beginning I was taking percacette (prescribed for my c-section incision), for my nipple pain!

wedding dress said...

This is my first time to read your blogs, i think your posts are very interesting,i can learn lots of things.thanks so much!

The Langley Family said...

I love reading your blog, and I love this post. I have two boys and already they are 9 and 5 (!!) My little one just started kindergarten which has meade me a little nostalgic for his babyhood. I remember so clearly that frantic rooting around for the breast and then eyes rolling back, completely blissed out. Sweet memories.

thedirtyknitter said...

For me breastfeeding was more painful than giving birth. With my first i breastfed for 2 months and it was awful & we were all mIserable & i feel like i didn't get to enjoy those first few months of my son. With my daughter, i said i'd try again, but even the 5 (yes 5) lactation specialists were impressed that i was still attempting after A week. And so i gave up & put her on formula & it was the best thing i could have done. Her jaundice cleared up & she gained a ton of weight and is thriving & healthier than my first was. I've also enjoyed these first few months so much more this time around. I have since found out both my kids have attached frenulums (sp?) and while i could have clipped them, i chose not to. I realize in this day & age people frown upon this, but i applaud the gals who can do it! I also applaud the gals who can't or don't...they still love their children beyond ANYTHING in this world & that's what makes a great mother.

car said...

i am pregnant with my first child & looking forward to breastfeeding!!!! i hope i can! i LOVED this post! keep em coming! xoxo

www.barefootandpine.blogspot.com

Anonymous said...

This is all just way too much info, sorry I hope this isn't considered a not-nice comment.

Diana @ frontyardfoodie said...

haha this post is awesome.

I'm still breastfeeding my nearly 11 month old and every time, it's just as precious as the first. I LOVE nursing and I love how much he loves it. Aside from all the beneficial health aspects it's just so beneficial emotionally. Any time he's sick, stressed, over stimulated or tired, nursing is the cure for all. It clears a stuffy nose, calms, comforts and relaxes.

The big boobs are pretty intense. I had average size before but they got quite large (even up to a D!). Mine have gotten smaller over the months but nowhere near my pre-pregnancy size. Maybe when I'm done nursing they will!

Lisa said...

My friend sent me this post, and now I'm following your blog :) Currently nursing #2, which has been SO MUCH easier than my first. We had all those pitfalls you hear about in the beginning, yet still made it past his 2nd birthday. My favorite part by far is when they take a moment to pause during nursing and smile up at you, milk dribbling from the corners of their mouth, and you feel that connection. 3 months in with my newbie and it still blows me away every time. thanks so much for a terrific post!

Anonymous said...

Breastfeeding has been a dream for me. As soon as the nurse handed my son to me, he latched and we were good to go. I've had no trouble with milk production, engorgement, or latching; I cannot believe my luck. Mind you, I'd taken a number of classes and read several books on breastfeeding before I delivered my son, so that may have set me up for success. While I'm the odd one out in my group of friends (they all use formula), I'm very proud of my decision and I'm happy that things are going so well. My goal is to breastfeed through the first year--3 months down already!

I was a DD before I was pregnant so I haven't noticed much of a change in that regard. It's actually easier to find nursing bras in my size than regular bras, so that's a nice change.

I appreciate you posting this. It's always nice to hear about other mothers' experiences. :)

Anonymous said...

This article helped with the guilt and depression over not being able to breastfeed:

http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2009/04/the-case-against-breast-feeding/7311/

Hope it can help some others too. For those who can breastfeed please realize how lucky you are and please don't look down or judge a mom with a bottle - you never know their story, they may already be carrying a lot of guilt/depression about it, they need acceptance and support not another negative voice.

hometown girl said...

wow i haven't been by in a long time! i loved this post! i only had big boobs when i was pregnant and nursing too! i nursed all three of my kiddos and it was a beautiful experience and all the other things you mention like exhausting! my little one goes off to kindergarten in just a few weeks and this was fun to read, brought me back to the days when the kids were babies! thank you! susan

My Traveling Troop said...

I gained weight after I finally stopped breastfeeding my daughter. Then, I realized it's because I didn't have those calorie burning breastfeeding sessions anymore!

marichucky said...

Camilla's comment has made me cry. At eight days old my baby's doctor told to give my little girl some formula, as she was not getting enough milk from me. Now she's two and a half months old and I breastfeed her a bit and them give her some formula.
I am happy to have the opportunity of breastfeeding her, but I feel bad as I am not able to breastfeed her exclusively. However, when she's in my chest and see her eyes I cry of happiness, because her look is the most beautiful thing in this world. At those moments I feel so in peace.

studiocitro said...

Love LOVE LOVE this post!!!! Especially #5 :) I am 6 months pregnant right now and can't wait to meet my baby boy. My mom had a really hard time with feeding my sister and I but I am determined and really wanting to make it work. Will get the book!!!

I have a question to you for Motherhood Mondays - as a first time mom I have no idea what are the things that are necessary when a baby arrives and what are the extras that you think a mom can live without?

Gretchen said...

I love #5! I've heard the term "milk drunk" but we call it "milk stoned" because my son get so glazed over and dopey after he eats. And I'm loving my nursing mom body! My son is 15 weeks old, I'm already skinny again because of all the calories I'm burning, and I have big boobs (also a new thing for me). Hot mama!

Anonymous said...

omg, #3 made me chuckle out loud at my desk at work. When I was weaning my son and stopped pumping, I vividly recall going into the bathroom at work to relieve some of the pressure by squeezing my boobs a few times. Let's just say I had to take a clorox wipe and clean off the stall walls. Sorry for TMI, but just want to warn anyone who may find themselves in a similar situation. :)

doubless said...

I really enjoyed reading this. It's all true. Up until 4.5 months I exclusively breastfed my daughter, then at the doctors she wasn't gaining enough weight. I was so down on myself about pretty much starving her (though she was still eatting like 12 times a day!) and people saying she's so tiny I decided to quit but at night time...giving boob when you're half asleep is way easier than warming up a bottle!!! Now, at half a month later I am desperatly trying to build my supply back up, I love and miss breatfeeding so much. I plan to breastfeed then give formula after to top her up. But that means pumping every hour, I am praying I haven't ruined it for the both of us!
Today at the zoo I missed breastfeeding in public for some weird reason lol...I saw baby goats and monkeys eatting from their moms while all the people were snickering I was thinking how beautiful it was :)
p.s I love your photos of feeding Toby when he was newborn, I wish I had thought of that... I'll get my fiancee to take some photos tomorrow but it's not quite the same with a big baby biting and flailing her arms hehe

kelsey williams said...

OH MY GOSH. That is me (and my small boobs) in the Yay Cleavage shirt. Ha. I modeled it for Raygun earlier this year. Too funny! Now I'm pregnant so I'm eager to feel what big boobs feel like!

simple subtle style said...

I love this post. I love how TMI it is. I NEED TO KNOW ALL THIS INFO!! Thank you for being brutally honest.

Katie said...

If I ever have another baby, I'd love to try just one more time. My first two attempts were unsuccessful. Breastfeeding makes me depressed and interferes with bonding. So if my husband will let me give it another go and if I have lots of money to spend on a lactation consultant, I think I'd like to try again.

www.badajoz-3d.com said...

The chap is absolutely just, and there is no question.

*** KITSCH *** said...

I breastfeeding Jon for 4 months,and it was very hard.
First month it hurts a lot,
later an infection in my breast,
and the fact that Jon eat each 1-2 hours day and night, so sleep was imposible!
The best part was the big size of my breast! but they left me...

For next baby i will use prepared milk so that mum and dad could do this part of nursery!

www.mykitschworld.blogspot.com

Carpet Bag Vintage said...

Love this post! I breast for the first 10 months. I was lucky that I had an easy time of it but I think it was because I had a friend who was very frank so their were very few surprises! One surprise was the milk shooting after an accidentally kid falling asleep unlatching...man was my husband surprised to see that! lol

huang said...

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huang said...

Wow, well done! This article is very useful for me. But now I want to talk about Leoch International, a manufacturer of lead acid battery, which supply ups battery, gel battery, vrla battery, and so on. Their automotive battery are very good, which are compatible with many models of cars. Besides, the golf cart batteries have several kinds of voltages to meet your demand.

Buy cialis said...

I remember trying to use those cover-ups, but I had to see and make sure my baby was latching correctly and use both of my hands... Once he latched on, he didn't like anything covering his face... so no cover-ups for me.

Ariel said...

I recently came back to this post after having a baby and now can't help but laugh at your breastfeeding observations. My own little milk maniac gets a wonderful "drunk sailor" look after she has eaten, and I can't help but laugh when she is rooting around. I feel so accomplished to be feeding a person entirely from MY person!

I love the blog - thanks for being a part of my day!

RACHAEL said...

I love all these comments on breastfeeding! I have had a hard journey with my baby, but it has been so worth it and I am so glad we worked through it because I really love it. And I know Jude does!! I write about it a lot on my blog and share some important research I have found...

http://danandrachaelinreallife.blogspot.com/search/label/breastfeeding

Anonymous said...

Yes, big boobs. I started out with big boobs (I was unhappy about them when I was a teenager and I never felt a close connection to them...I talked to other women with big breasts, most of them feel the same way)and they just kept growing. It was a nightmare! Everybody expected me to breast- feed, and I felt an obligation to do it (I had to have a c-section, so I felt I had to do something for my daughter), but it was just really awful for me. I did it because I knew it was best for my daughter and because she loved it, but for me, I was pretty awful.

Anonymous said...

Hey Jo! so I am a 22 year old lady with plans of being married in a year and a half and definitely desire children.

i am a size A and have spent the past half year learning to love myself.

can you do a post about your experience growing up small chested? if it was ever a problem for you? insecurities, etc.?
i would so love that.

Inari said...

I love nursing my son, even after a rocky start (he was 3 weeks late, born with an appetite but my milk took 9 days post-delivery to come in). I've found nursing gear terribly expensive though for a modest budget. Instead, I've come up with some tricks! I figure they may be helpful for others, so here they are:

http://inaritopia.blogspot.com/2013/01/tips-for-nursing-mothers.html

I can now nurse conveniently and still afford to eat like the wolf! Haha.

hannah joy said...

i LOVE that you wrote about this. entertaining but very informative!

Sana Khan said...

I love to chat to have all4masti

Bitch of Beverly Hills said...

that is gross/hilarious but amazing. HA

Bri Towne said...

i just stumbled upon this post and i love it! i love how open and candid you are about breasts. i've been a little apprehensive to share any part of breastfeeding on my blog because some people are so prudish about it :( this has definitely inspired me to be a little more open with my readers. thanks! (and ps i used to spray milk across the room at my dogs. they loved it! ha!)

Tash said...

Wow, reading all the comments is as good as Jo's original post but I wanted to particularly comment on this comment because your description of being an 'addled, bloated baby slave' to 'this crazy small wrinkled thing yelling at you' is so bloody perfect and exactly right!

Tash said...

Great post and very topical for me. I am currently breastfeeding my second son who is five months old and I really treasure it. Like a lot of women, it did not come easily. I had not one but two bouts of mastitis and really had to struggle through to keep going. As it is now, I top up with 1-2 bottles of formula each day because I don't have faith in my milk production. Overall, I'm proud that I fought through those few dark weeks though - I was close to packing it in many times. I remember getting really upset when it was feeding time again because it really hurt! However, my friends told me to hang in there until six weeks and that it would become easier and that was definitely true for me. This is why we girls need to speak up and share our experiences.

Tash said...

Love this Anne Lamott quote!

marketa anna medas said...

my son already has 8month and I realized I really love my "big boobs" as you wrote up there. sometimes is kind of embarrassing, but that feeling during the breastfeeding and view to that small cute face of your baby makes me satisfied and happy

Julia from Dozen Flours said...

I breast feed my son back in the '90s when it was still sort of frowned upon. I received a sample of formula in the mail and was reading the ingredients on the back and started to literally cry at the idea of my baby eating that nasty stuff. I threw it in the trash like it was a dirty diaper. No way was I giving my son anything other than my breast milk. I was militant.

My mom who had my brothers and sisters in the sixties and seventies was never a fan of breast feeding and was not a fan. She was much too vain. She came to help me right after my son was born and when I was nursing him I would cry because it hurt so much those first few weeks (it hurts!) She would beg me to give him a bottle and I would refuse! I was so committed I wouldn't give my son a pacifier until he was 5 months old out of fear of nipple confusion. I pushed through the painful, hard rock-like laden breasts, the bleeding nipples and it became a very special experience that I look back on now, 17 years later with a lot of love and pride. I had so many people tell me to put him on formula, daily! Even his pediatrician encouraged it! But I was steadfast and that first year he never got sick! Even now as a giant man-child (he's 6'1), he almost never gets sick and I like thinking that my dedication to feeding him that first year had something to do with it.

I LOVED breastfeeding my son and looked forward to his feedings. It just felt right and I felt like I was doing the very best for him and I was proud of that. After about 4-5 months though, I started to not like it so much because it felt like he only wanted me so he could eat. I felt like a cow. I made so much more milk than I needed too and often leaked throughout the day (sexy, right?) and I too could shoot milk across the room!

I continued to breastfeed him until he was 18 months old. I had only planned to do it for 12 months and I remember thinking that he would just stop on his first birthday, as though he'd just be done... and I was SO ready for him to be done. So when he turned one and still wanted to feed (mostly at night and early in the morning), I really started to loathe it. I was living in a foreign country at the time and had no one to really ask what to do so I just keep feeding him. I eventually got him to one feeding a day (early in the morning) and after a very, very long trip home from Greece to the states, I was finally able to wean him because I slept for something like 18 hours straight and my mom couldn't wake me up to feed him and that was that.

When I look back on the experience, I smile and I can still see his perfect little face looking up me while I rocked in a chair. Moments like that are when he and I really fell in love and I would do it all again in a heartbeat.

Julia from Dozen Flours said...

I breast feed my son back in the '90s when it was still sort of frowned upon. I received a sample of formula in the mail and was reading the ingredients on the back and started to literally cry at the idea of my baby eating that nasty stuff. I threw it in the trash like it was a dirty diaper. No way was I giving my son anything other than my breast milk. I was militant.

My mom who had my brothers and sisters in the sixties and seventies was never a fan of breast feeding and was not a fan. She was much too vain. She came to help me right after my son was born and when I was nursing him I would cry because it hurt so much those first few weeks (it hurts!) She would beg me to give him a bottle and I would refuse! I was so committed I wouldn't give my son a pacifier until he was 5 months old out of fear of nipple confusion. I pushed through the painful, hard rock-like laden breasts, the bleeding nipples and it became a very special experience that I look back on now, 17 years later with a lot of love and pride. I had so many people tell me to put him on formula, daily! Even his pediatrician encouraged it! But I was steadfast and that first year he never got sick! Even now as a giant man-child (he's 6'1), he almost never gets sick and I like thinking that my dedication to feeding him that first year had something to do with it.

I LOVED breastfeeding my son and looked forward to his feedings. It just felt right and I felt like I was doing the very best for him and I was proud of that. After about 4-5 months though, I started to not like it so much because it felt like he only wanted me so he could eat. I felt like a cow. I made so much more milk than I needed too and often leaked throughout the day (sexy, right?) and I too could shoot milk across the room!

I continued to breastfeed him until he was 18 months old. I had only planned to do it for 12 months and I remember thinking that he would just stop on his first birthday, as though he'd just be done... and I was SO ready for him to be done. So when he turned one and still wanted to feed (mostly at night and early in the morning), I really started to loathe it. I was living in a foreign country at the time and had no one to really ask what to do so I just keep feeding him. I eventually got him to one feeding a day (early in the morning) and after a very, very long trip home from Greece to the states, I was finally able to wean him because I slept for something like 18 hours straight and my mom couldn't wake me up to feed him and that was that.

When I look back on the experience, I smile and I can still see his perfect little face looking up me while I rocked in a chair. Moments like that are when he and I really fell in love and I would do it all again in a heartbeat.

Erin Maliszewski said...

I LOVE the Nursing Mother's Companion. I tagged it like you wouldn't believe. I nursed both of my girls (one year and five-months respectively). My youngest is still OBSESSED with breasts - wanting to nurse her dollies, etc. I wrote about it on my blog: http://rudeysroom.com/2014/04/09/my-youngest-has-a-thing-for-my-boobs/. It's a wild ride, parenthood, nest-ce pas?

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