A real story of breastfeeding

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My Mom always told me that I would be a good cow. I’m not sure that’s actually a compliment but it stayed with me after my first child was born. I had a long labor with him (typical) and the birth was nothing like I had planned (typical). When they handed me this tiny, wrinkly, red, crying infant I was completely overwhelmed. The midwife in the room suggested breastfeeding. Good thing my baby knew what to do, he latched on like a champ.

Breastfeeding in the hospital (Mercy Gilbert) was great. An IBCLC came in to see us, she showed us some holds and asked me to record the times and lengths of his feedings. Sure, my nipples were sore but cream helped and my baby’s latch was really good so the discomfort didn’t last long. When it was time to go home, the nurse handed me the Similac formula Bag. I didn’t want any formula in my house (too tempting) so I left the can in the room.

When we got home, it was a complete whirlwind. I was so so so tired and he cried all the time. I was sobbing too saying “I just want to eat dinner”. I quickly learned to do everything one handed, holding him with the other. Per my Mom’s advice I tried to put him on a schedule- ha! That was completely frustrating to baby and me- he wanted boob, I had boob. What made more sense was to just nurse him on demand. Breastfeeding was the only thing that calmed him down and comforted him.

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Breastfeeding continued to be a positive thing for us, throughout all his milestones and my sleepless nights. Throughout bumps and bruises, fevers and emotional upsets. He would sign for it, that chubby little fist opening and closing. Just after he turned one, I became pregnant with our second baby. He was still breastfeeding, it’s completely safe in most cases. I will never forget nursing him in the rocking chair, I was 14 weeks pregnant and he looked at me quizzically and asked “baby?” We were feeling baby moving for the first time together.

Of course, I had doubts about breastfeeding and wanted to use formula every now and then. But with the words of my Mom and my husband’s encouragement, we made it through those tough days and it was so so worth it. It’s important that we share these positive stories more than the negative ones. Would you be willing to share how you successfully breastfed? Send us your story in an email to azbfbp@gmail.com. Let’s tell Moms the real story of breastfeeding.

One woman’s story

picture by Kristen Carter Photography

A mother writes:

I never realized how passionate I was about breastfeeding until I was pregnant with my second child. I had nursed my first until she was 2 years old; that certainly was not planned on my end but she wasn’t ready to give it up and I realized one night when she was about 12 months old, as I was laying with her putting her to sleep that my time as her mom was forever but she was only little for a short period of time.

Upon further investigation on a more natural lifestyle I was trying to create for my family I discovered that the W.H.O. (Worldwide health organization) recommended breastfeeding until the age of two years of age. Further articles indicate that the longer a women breastfeeds over the period of her life the less likely she is to obtain breast and cervical cancer, my initial reaction was shock and surprise but than I thought about it a little further; it totally made sense to me.

Breast milk has several different healing properties and can adapt to what the baby needs at that moment. What a powerful thing is mothers have the ability to do for our babies. Because of this I am passionate about bringing forth the knowledge, experience and resources to mothers alike. Because it is my belief that with the right knowledge, support, encouragement and tools every mother can successfully breastfeed their babies.

 

Send us your breastfeeding story. The more we talk about it, the more we normalize it.

Thank you mama.