My breastfeeding story is sweet, simple, and uncomplicated -
much like my pregnancies and natural births of my two children. I breastfed my
first until we had a mutual separation at 14, 15 months - then we bonded in
other ways. I read The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding cover to cover several
times, was a card-carrying member of La Leche League of Irving, and had a LLL
leader friend in my contacts list whenever I had questions about breastfeeding.
I was passionate about breastfeeding, and had such a wonderful experience
breastfeeding my daughter; I wondered why more people didn't breastfeed. Of
course we had some issues - some engorgement, some sore nipples, pumping
issues, weight gain issues. Nothing serious, but learning curves all - but
isn't that how things are with children, anyway?
So when I had William, my second, I thought I knew everything I needed to know about breastfeeding. They told me that even if I know how to nurse a baby, that the baby would take some time to learn - and he did. Once he nailed the latch though, there was no turning back. At the time these photos were taken, William was 13 months - he is now 16 months, a busy, happy, healthy boy who always comes back to his mama for milk.
William is an easily distracted baby - his personality is
dynamic and loud, so to get him to calm down enough to nurse, I sit in our
rocking chair in his room with the lights dimmed, blinds closed, and we nurse.
We cuddle and I stroke his cheek. It's one of the sweetest moments in life.
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