National Breastfeeding Week

It’s here. It’s my FAVORITE week. It means the world to me. National Breastfeeding Week.

Here’s my story:

May 21, 2012 I gave birth to my oldest daughter. She came into the world kicking and screaming and left a bloody footprint on the inside of my thigh. I KNEW that meant my hands would be forever full. True. But breastfeeding came easy. I (like almost every mother out there) had a goal of 1 year breastfeeding. The AAP suggests that, of course. So, that’s what I was going to do. Nothing but the best for my little girl.

Fast forward nine months. No, I was still doing it! It was going GREAT! She ate ALWAYS and was at the top of the charts! Dream boat! Then, I realized that our breastfeeding days were almost over. I burst into tears. I couldn’t STAND the idea of weaning her. She was SO happy and doing SO well, and our bond. Out. Of. This. World. So, I started researching into it, and discovered full-term breastfeeding. It was GREAT. Decided that’s what we were going to do. Nothing but the best for my little girl.

Fast forward three months. She’s 1. All’s good. Find out I’m pregnant. Shit. So much for that full-term breastfeeding thing. So, I turn to Google like I do and (no I did NOT have testicular cancer, just pregnancy) discovered there was a WHOLE BUNCH OF WOMEN who still breastfed during pregnancy and said it went just fine, as long as you weren’t high risk. Well, I DID have some contractions very early third trimester, but decided to try it. Nothing but the best for my little girl.

Fast forward five months. 20wk ultrasound. I’m suggested to wean this month. This is when it ALL started. I was going to “deprive my child of nutrients” and “run a risk of pre-term labor.” I was never ONCE hospitalized over the contractions I felt. Did more reading. Decided to keep going, but watch out for contractions, and be VERY diligent about stopping them. Nothing but the best for my little girls.

Fast forward two months. My oldest has her 18 month physical. I was suggested to wean to help “prevent” jealousy. Seriously? If I stop breastfeeding just a couple months before birth, it will help prevent jealousy? Nope. Nothing but the best for my little girls.

Fast forward two months. My (second) daughter is here. She came with her cord wrapped around her head and neck, causing her lungs to not open fully, and almost landed her in the NICU. She got evaluated by a NICU doctor, and he decided to “wait and see” with her since her O2 levels were fine, she was just noisy. She was okay. I had a minor hemorrhage, but was also okay. We both looked VERY pale.

She has my olive skin tone, actually. THIS is how pale she was from her cord, and how pale I was from my hemorrhage.

She has my olive skin tone, actually. THIS is how pale she was from her cord, and how pale I was from my hemorrhage.

Took her about 8 hours to be interested in breastfeeding, but (like her sister) she took on like a CHAMP once she was hungry. You see, the first time, nobody told me they might not be hungry right away and that pushing them will only frustrate you, so I spent 12 (what I thought were crucial) hours feeling like breastfeeding wasn’t going to work out the way I wanted to. But I was DYING for it. I would have KILLED for it. There was NOTHING in this world I wanted more. I took this same passion into my second, but not only have I faced opposition from every side. Health professionals that didn’t know much, my mother who THINKS she knows much, I’ve lost friends from it, and I’m sure my extended family thinks I’ve grown a 3rd head, but on I persevere. Nothing but the best for my little girls!

And THAT’S what this week is about. There isn’t much known about breastfeeding because, well, whose going to fund it? Formula companies don’t want that, but every time we DO get funding and research done, it makes one thing more and more clear: breast IS best. Nobody should EVER meet adversity for doing what’s best for their kids. Period. Especially when science is on their side. Wake up, people! Seriously. Wake the FUCK up. Women’s bodies weren’t made just for pleasure of man, they were made to create, bear, and SUSTAIN life. To suggest anything else is purely disrespectful.

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Cloth Diapering

So. I said I wouldn’t do it. That I didn’t do it. I do. Started two weeks ago. And you know what? I LOVE not paying nearly $100 a month on some crazy lab-created shit-catcher that they get to piss all over. It’s pretty nice. The cloth diapers are super cute too. So. I’m doing it. I’m loving it. Don’t be scared, the laundry isn’t THAT bad.