Saturday, August 2, 2014

// a d v e n t u r e s i n b r e a s t f e e d i n g - b e e ' s s t o r y //

When I realized it was World Breastfeeding Week I thought:  What a perfect time to start the Adventures in Breastfeeding series again.  And after asking if anyone else would like to share and receiving so many beautiful stories, I can say I am truly grateful.  I've followed Bee's instagram for a little while now and I was so glad she sent her story over.  Her story was different with each child and I think it's important to remember that each child will have a different story.  Maybe not completely different, but still unique.  Thank you for sharing, Bee!  She blogs at Bee's Circus <3

When Danielle asked for breastfeeding stories to celebrate World Breastfeeding Week, I jumped at the chance. I have a total of 30 months of breastfeeding experience under my belt, and it is one of my parenting choices I am incredibly proud of. I wouldn't have it any other way, those moment shared just between us, with tiny fingers grabbing at my hair or shirt, their inquisitive eyes locked on mine. Not having to worry (too much) about what they are eating or germs - I have worked with children for years and have developed an iron clad immune system, which I am so glad to have passed on to my boys. Obviously I understand how lucky I am to have experienced this with both boys without any real troubles, and respect any decision a parent makes about feeding their child. Looking back through these pictures make me so nostalgic for those days with my teeny tiny babe, even though he's snuggled pretty sweetly in my lap right now. (Edit, that snuggle lasted all of four minutes)

My breastfeeding journey started in 2010, with my first son, Daniel. He was born at7:22am, after a fairly quick labour, and he latched almost immediately. There was meconium in his waters so we had to stay in overnight to be monitored, which was lucky I guess because we struggled to nurse that night. I was exhausted, and crying to the nurses that we were struggling but they just sent me to the nursery, where we waited for an age for a midwife to force a latch. As a first time mother I didn't know any better, but it was very sore. After a few days I started to crack and bleed, freaking out. Luckily, a family friend who was a midwife came to our rescue, teaching us to latch properly. It's amazing how blasé you get about people seeing your breasts when you're nursing, like what's the big deal. I would use a cover in public to stop others feeling uncomfortable, especially male friends, but no one ever even noticed. I breastfed Daniel until he self weaned at 10 months, he always refused to take a bottle and I was more than happy exclusively nursing. With your first child, I feel milestones are so exciting you're always pushing for the next one, so although I was sad to stop, I also felt it was time. 

When Joshua was born in 2012, at 10:16pm after an even quicker labour, he latched quite soon after. We were allowed to leave as soon as he had fed and I had been checked over, and I was confident in my nursing ability this time. I knew how to assess his latch and what felt comfortable, I felt like a pro. We did struggle though, for a few days he would only feed from one side, screaming when I tried the other, which had me worried. Dr Google reassured me it wasn't an issue and it did only last a couple of days. Nursing with a toddler around wasn't easy, and Daniel watched more TV for those first few months than I would usually allow, but he was a great help and very understanding despite his young age. We nursed until Joshua was 20 months old, I wrote a heartfelt blog about our journey ending here. That almost two years seemed to fly by, I never once felt restricted by breastfeeding (except in the clothes I could wear, but that's a small price to pay), quite the opposite in fact. It opened doors for me, into a world of natural attachment parenting that I was unaware of before, despite practicing it myself as instinct. I have met so many wonderful friends and Mamas, including Danielle, and felt connected immediately because we share the same views on motherhood, the same ideas of beauty, the same instincts. 

Happy World Breastfeeding week to all the Mamas, whether you breastfed for two minutes or two years, whether you bottle fed or pumped, let's lift each other up and support each other regardless. 

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