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Nursing is one of the most natural experiences we can have as women. Breastfeeding can bring unparalleled joy and connection between mommy and baby. Yet many women also experience intense challenges, frustration, and even sometimes pain around the act of breastfeeding. If you were like me, you had a vision of what this nurturing experience would look like. As we celebrated World Breastfeeding Week last week, the Sears women wanted to share our stories of joy and challenges.
Such as preparing for the birth of my dreams, and wrapping my head around becoming a mom. In my mind, nursing my baby seemed like the most natural instinctual experience. At times this did not feel like the beautiful magical picture in my head — it was work!
It was work that was well worth it because on week two we were getting into our harmonious rhythm. I was teaching Baby and he was teaching me. Feeding time became my peaceful place to sit and soak up all of the wonders of this gift of life. It was also a chance to quiet my mind from all the noise and anxiety that comes with being a new mom.
Was she peeing? Was I bleeding? I looked down and saw big drops of milk falling onto my stomach. My milk had come in! I had always heard that it took several days and up to a Nursing husband stories for milk to come in. Therefore it took me by surprise that it had come in so soon! Beatrice has learned to drink from a fire hose. I feed him to sleep for his daily nap and for bedtime, as I have done since he was born.
It also gives me a precious chance to breathe in the sweetness of my boy, to be in the moment. He also asks to nurse sporadically throughout the day. The hardest part with all of this is my husband is not supportive of me continuing to nurse our toddler. He believes that drinking my milk interferes with his appetite for solid foods. I see breastfeeding as a great nutritional buffer and as an invaluable form of comfort for my son during these hard toddler years.
I continue to breastfeed my son as the entirety of my motherly intuition guides me. I try to explain my reasoning to my hubby, however, sadly it serves to drive a wedge between us. Joshua was just under a year old when I was nursing him at the end of a very long day. I was sitting next to Bob on the couch talking, ignoring my nursing child when you guessed it, he bit me. I yelled, in pain and at him, which caused him to give me a look of fear and confusion. At that moment, I knew he would go on strike. What followed was five days of sadness, fear, Nursing husband stories tears, from Joshua and me.
He refused to nurse, and we were both miserable. This only created so much more stress and anxiety in an already awful situation. I was not ready to end our breastfeeding relationship. He was not old enough to be weaned. Breastfeeding was our way of life, it was his sustenance, his comfort, our way of communicating, and parenting. I had so much support from my friends and La Leche League family. We hosted a nurse-in at my house where breastfeeding moms could gather and nursed their babies while Nursing husband stories all sat around and played.
We showed Joshua that nursing was ok and not scary and no one was yelling or angry. Eventually, in his sleep, on day 5, he latched and nursed. More tears, but full of joy this time. We had persevered, encouraged, and supported him back to nursing. What a sweet memory of holding my baby and seeing him nurse when I was so unsure that I would ever see that again. What amazing memories of my village that surrounded us when we needed them!
He has also started needing to hold my non-nursing breast Nursing husband stories his hand to fall asleep which was cute at first but now we are replacing that sleep association with him holding my hand instead of my nipple! Her arms pinwheel, legs bend in yoga-defying positions, and she cranes her neck to watch any and everything happening in the room; all while bringing my nipple with her. Her smile breaks the latch and I catch a glimpse of her soft pink tongue sticking out between her gummy grin.
When I think back to myself as that first-time mother just learning the lovely art of breastfeeding, I can still see in my mind the shocking sight of my unbelievably large, bursting at the seams three-day-postpartum breasts. Fast forward 25 years to the birth of Baby Eight, and I remember the delight of feeding her at my breast even though I did not give birth to her.
Baby Seven, age three, was still nursing, so it was natural to feed our new baby at the breast too. Anticipating that, I had been pumping milk to use until my milk supply would respond to her nursing and bring in more milk for her. We enlisted the help of friends to donate their extra milk — and this list of Milk Moms grew to 36 names over the span of two years.
She and one of her Milk Sisters have stayed close, and one of her Milk Brothers graduated high school in her class. I embarrassed the heck out of that young man by turning to him and my daughter and telling them that they were Milk Siblings. He is probably still scratching his head! Three generations of Sears mamas with different breastfeeding stories, yet the art and gift of breastfeeding remain the same. How special is that!
Cheers to all the moms out there. May you be present, strong, and joyful during this magnificent season. Martha is the mother of Dr. Martha is the co-author of 25 parenting books and is a popular lecturer and media guest drawing on her 18 years of breastfeeding experience with her eight children including Stephen with Down Syndrome and Lauren, her adopted daughter. Martha is able to connect with both full-time, stay-at-home mothers and working mothers because she herself has experienced both styles of parenting.
Martha Sears, RN. August 18, August 24, Dr. Bill Sears.Nursing husband stories
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