Posts Tagged ‘Breastfeeding’

Trust is Hard

Thursday, July 5th, 2012 by by

It never ceases to amaze me how quickly this child grows and learns! He has been discovering how to use his hands, and I can just sit and watch as he stares intently, then works so hard to open those tiny fingers just at the right time. He is getting it down, and has discovered the joys of bringing stuff to his mouth – nom nom – as well as grabbing stuff he shouldn’t, like plates on the table. He is so pleased, though, giving these little squawks and squeals and noises that also amaze me.

But I have to work to trust it all. I have this urge to compare him to other babies, and to check and obsess constantly with milestone lists and charts. Is he keeping up? Is he slipping behind? Should he be doing this or that?

I know it’s no use comparing, all babies go at different rates, but after having to work so hard with Danny and watching him slip further and further behind, it’s hard.

Breastfeeding has been much the same. (more…)

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My Thought Mondays: Why I Donate Breastmilk

Monday, April 2nd, 2012 by by

I have a little 6-month-old pumpkin pie. She is tall and skinny, but has little rolls of fat on her thighs. In my eyes (I’m her mom….) she is just the cutest, sweetest thing in the world.

When she was just a few weeks old and I was slightly more emotional than normal, having just given birth. I was up late feeding her and watching the TV. Some doctor show came on and in the course of the story, a premature baby died. Being a new mom, this seemed like the saddest thing in the world and all I could think was that if I could help a little, tiny, helpless infant, I would.

Now, some mother’s are very successful breastfeeding. Great for those of you that are. My little one and I did not fare so well and I ended up pumping exclusively. As time went on, it was clear that I made far more milk than my baby girl needed. I had heard that breast milk was something that could be donated and thought I might like to donate my extras, but first, I wanted to know more. I called (more…)

Attachment Parenting is not a tool for spoiling!

Monday, July 18th, 2011 by by

Earlier this week, I encountered a conversation with some friends of a friend that actually surprised me. I suppose I am so used to be surrounded by people who at least can admit that validity in Attachment style Parenting that I’m not used to people completely dismissing it as a form of spoiling.
I love Dr. Sears view on the subject: Spoiling happens when a child is put on the shelf, left alone, forgotten about – the way that food spoils.”


I’m not speaking ill of methods of parenting, but I do believe whole heartily in the logic with AP, and there are numerous studies and research to back it up.


Baby wearing is not “new age.” Wearing your children has been around since the dawn of time practically, and nearly every culture has their own ways to do it. Strollers are more new age. The first stroller was invented in the 1700′s. Babies were worn long before then. It’s not new, and it’s doesn’t spoil the baby. Studies actual show that a child who is attended to, a child raised in the AP style, tends to be more independent and well adjusted when they grow up. That’s not to say using a stroller will make your child dependent and maladjusted, it’s just more in favor for babywearing.


Not all baby wraps and slings are made equal. Snugglie, Baby Bjorn, etc are very bad for baby’s spine. The more primitive the carrier the better for baby. Slings, wraps (like Moby’s), and soft structured carriers are far better. The ERGO is a good compromise as the baby sits, rather than dangles. Plus, the baby is skin to skin with mama, where the Baby Bjorn and Snugglie are more in a pouch. (more…)

Formula = Failure? I dont think so…

Tuesday, July 6th, 2010 by by

Throughout my pregnancy, I was adamant that I wanted to breastfeed, that I was going to give it the biggest effort that I could muster.  I didn’t want to formula feed again, because I felt with Gaby, that I missed out on something special, by not breastfeeding – plus I could do without the costs that formula feeding entails.

While I was in hospital, I really gave it my all – I was so determined to ‘learn’ how to breastfeed, if it was the last thing I did.  I saw the lactation consultant in the hospital, I spoke to the midwives for pointers & to see if they had any wisdom for me.  We were sometimes able to latch by ourselves, and sometimes Emersyn would have a decent feed, but the other half of the time we couldn’t latch, and  both of us would end up in tears – until the midwife came & helped us to latch on.  I felt somewhat confident, on the morning we left, that  I could do it – that I could go home & breastfeed my baby.

I managed two feeds, before the latching problem became too much for me.  Emersyn was feeding for 3 minutes at a time, and was constantly grizzly – I knew she wasn’t getting enough, but hoped that somehow it’d all just mesh & we would be fine.  That didn’t come to fruition however… Sunday night, I spent 5 hours crying, Emersyn spent 5 hours crying – while we tried to latch in different positions, I tried my best to stay relaxed, but it just wasn’t working…. at midnight I bundled the kids up in the car & we drove to the nearest 24 hour supermarket to get bottles… and formula…

I cried while driving to the supermarket (perhaps not the safest time to drive), I cried while walking through the supermarket, I cried on the way home…. I bawled as I made up the first bottle of formula, and bawled even harder, as Emersyn suckled away ravenously on the bottle, making up for the feeds she had missed out on.  (more…)

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The Sadness and Joy of Weaning

Wednesday, June 2nd, 2010 by by

While pregnant with my son Fletcher, I had a dream.  In this dream I was in my glider rocking my newborn baby boy.  He was in my arms, beautiful, wrinkly, sweet, and perfect in every way.  And, I was nursing him.  It was the most wonderful dream…. we seemed so happy and breastfeeding was natural for us.  I woke up excited about this particular aspect of having my son and the idea of being everything to him.  His life source before and after birth.

It seems like only yesterday I had that dream.  Today marks 7 days without nursing my son.  He weaned when he was 18 months and 5 days.

I knew it was over when I was rocking him in the glider before bed.  He had not nursed the night before so I was trying to not offer it again thinking maybe he was done.  He was crying and very upset; he didn’t want to go to bed.  I caved and offered him “milkies.”  Instead of happily agreeing he shook his head “no.”  Cue the mommy waterworks.  As much as I wanted him to be finished knowing he really was done broke my heart.  In theory, having him wean would make my life much easier.  Once I hit my second trimester my nipples became extremely sensitive.  There were many times I cried while he nursed.  He never bit me, but he does have a mouth full of teeth and one tight latch makes for a very painful experience.  Reality was a lot harder to cope with.  Realizing that I would never again bond with him in that way.  He was really done… (more…)

He’s Found Them!

Wednesday, May 5th, 2010 by by

I know it might sound silly to say that after nearly 12 months of breastfeeding that Emory has “found the source” but he has.

He’s a champion breastfeeder and has been since he was born. I swear that within minutes after his birth he was nursing and didn’t stop for well over an hour. The boy just knew what to do.

Last week I was playing with the boys upstairs and I was on the floor with them. They were both climbing all over me and Bryson was blowing raspberries on my belly. Then, Emory suddenly pulled up my shirt the rest of the way and he bounced up and down with excitement. I suppose he was thrilled that he could find the milk (more…)

Tandem Nursing… or…. what have I gotten myself into?

Thursday, April 29th, 2010 by by

Let me first say that I love breastfeeding.  And I love that I have been able to nurse my son for 17 months now.  I never thought we would make it this far.  I was happy to see six months, then a year.  Then a few months after he turned one I found out I was expecting.  It wasn’t a shock; we weren’t trying but we weren’t preventing either.  I didn’t even have my first postpartum period until 5 days after my son’s first birthday.  With extra long cycles I had only had two before I took that test.  I feel very fortunate that we were able to get pregnant while I was breastfeeding at all!  I do not take my fertility for granted one bit because I know others who struggle.

After the idea of being pregnant settled into my brain it hit me: my son is still nursing like a fiend.  I knew weaning wasn’t an immediate option, though not out of the realm of possibility.  I had already hit my earliest set goal of one year.  I understood making it to two years is what is recommended and I fully expected to reach it.  When I found out I was pregnant my son was nursing on demand 3-8 times a day and sometimes at night.  He had reached a stage where he was mobile and would walk over to me and lift my shirt.  If I were bra-less (usually this was normal early in the morning before I had a shower) he had free access to “milkies.”

Frankly, this wasn’t my style.  I was happy to nurse (more…)

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Just give him formula

Tuesday, April 27th, 2010 by by

This is what my pediatrician of 2.5 years said to me when my youngest son, Emory, had only gained half a pound from six months to nine months. At first my concern was mirroring hers and I was in tears when I left her office. She said he would need to gain two pounds in a month or I would have to supplement him with formula.

It felt silly to me to give him formula when he’s been nursing well for the past nine months but I was worried about his weight gain so I just nodded my head. On my way home I began thinking about how easy it was for her to push formula on us when Bryson was only three days old and now it felt like it was happening again.

As soon as I got home I posted about the appointment on the Natural Child Birth board of JM and was immediately rewarded with lots of information to help me (more…)

Reasonable Break Time for Nursing Mothers – Part of the New Health Care Reform

Monday, April 26th, 2010 by by

I am not sure what planet I have been on but I did not know about this new law that was added in with the health care reform. Breastfeeding moms must be provided with a place to pump that is NOT a bathroom and employers are now required to give moms reasonable break times for pumping. If you would like to read what it says here is a link.   SEC. 4207.Reasonable break time for nursing mothers.

When I was working full time and pumping I did not have this protection. I remember being scolded by a district manager because I was using the only office space that was private to pump. She needed to get in the office for some reason and I told her she would need to come back because I was pumping. She then said that I needed to do that at home! I told her (more…)

Breastfeeding a Baby with Milk Allergies. Kristen’s Story.

Friday, April 23rd, 2010 by by

This post was written by Kristen, DDL contributor.

food_cookies&milkI love milk.  I also happen to love ice cream…and cheese.  A LOT.  I typically would drink 2 gallons of milk a week, just myself.

Why am I telling you this?  Because 3 months ago, I was told by my daughter’s pediatrician that in order to keep breastfeeding my 5 day old baby, Suriah, I would need to cut all dairy, eggs, soy, nuts and seafood out of my diet.

I had no idea what was left to eat!!!

It really wasn’t a laughing matter though.  At only 4 days old, I was changing Suriah’s poopy diaper, only to discover that it wasn’t poopy…it was blood. I calmly called the on call doctor who told me to save the diaper and bring her in the next day.  (How I managed to not rush her to the ER is beyond me!).  Before I was able to bring her in the next day, she had about 5 more blood-filled-diapers.  At the doctor’s office it was confirmed that it was (more…)

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