8.8.13

613. World Breastfeeding Week.


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I'm sure you've all seen countless pictures/blog posts/tweets about World Breastfeeding Week, which ended yesterday, and of course I'm going to add my two cents in.

I would like to preface by saying that I wholeheartedly support a mother's choice to feed her baby however is best for them, I do not judge bottle feeding Mamas as I understand there are a million reasons why you would choose to do so, and it is a very personal decision.
I'm incredibly proud to have exclusively breastfed both of my boys - Daniel until 10 months when he self weaned & Joshua for 13 months and still going strong. It has not always been an easy road, but it has definitely been a worthwhile one.
Those moments, just us sharing something so special, are so precious to me, and these pictures remind me of that. It's amazing to know I have my body to thank for not only growing these amazing babies inside me but also to nourish them while they are outside, I feel like Superwoman. I was very thankful recently, when Colin came down with yet another case of man-flu that turned into a chest infection, that both my boys have been passed my immunity through breastfeeding - I very rarely get ill at all, and neither do they, Colin always gets it a million times worse.
Breastfeeding, however, is not easy. I am very lucky to have had a reasonably smooth road for our journeys, but they always started off rough. With Daniel, he wouldn't latch at all and I went sobbing to a midwife at 2am, who squeezed my boob into his mouth and helped him develop a poor latch. With Joshua, he would only feed on one side for a couple of days and would scream if I tried the other. I felt like I knew what I was doing the second time around, I knew he was latching properly, and eventually he just settled. I have had an incredible amount of support from my family, which has definitely helped, that and I am very stubborn and refused to give up (read, lazy and didn't want to wash bottles!) Support is so, so important, because you really are doing this part all by yourself. Not knowing exactly how much your baby is drinking, whether they're getting enough can be hard. With Joshua, I trusted my body, that it would do exactly what my baby needed, and it did, as it is supposed to do. It is such a beautiful, natural thing.
A friend who is due to have her first baby in October asked me for some advice the other day. Support really, as she was having second thoughts about breastfeeding, in case she failed. I told her, I have never met a Mother who has regretted breastfeeding her child, but I have spoken to quite a few who regret not trying or not sticking with it.
I also believe, that with breastfeeding, you can only fail if you don't try. That amazing liquid gold colostrum, even a tiny amount can benefit your newborn baby in a million different ways. So if you have breastfed your baby for two minutes or two years, or longer, give yourself a pat on the back, you are truly amazing.

Lots of Love
Momma B
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