I posted my heartbroken journal post to a group of militant breastfeeding moms that I’m part of. I received a lot of sympathy, empathy, and supportive comments.
Two women, however, responded with a simple question: Would you stop hugging your son simply because hugging would make separation that much harder?
This is why I belong [...]
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Strike That.
Posted in The Experience of Breastfeeding on June 15, 2009 | 7 Comments »
I’m Weaning My Son (Divorce is Hell.)
Posted in The Experience of Breastfeeding on June 13, 2009 | 12 Comments »
Updated- Strike that. Not weaning. I will be my son’s consistent parent. I can promise him that. After writing the post below, I received many supportive comments and emails and replies, including some that helped me realize that weaning is not necessary. What I wrote below is still here for archive reasons, but no longer [...]
Breastfeeding in the Beginning is Different from Breastfeeding at the End.
Posted in The Experience of Breastfeeding on May 19, 2009 | 13 Comments »
Sometimes I let myself think about what the other person must be thinking when I say that I still breastfeed my two and a half year old. A two year old looks so big, so independent. And since most people only have experience with babies that nurse as newborns or as 6 month olds, their [...]
We’ve Come So Far. Not Far Enough, But Far Nonetheless.
Posted in The Experience of Breastfeeding on May 6, 2009 | 5 Comments »
A recent comment by Karen reminded me of something that happened when my son was a few weeks old. (Or a few months? I’m fuzzy on the details, it was so long ago)
I was visiting a family member in an assisted living facility, and we were waiting in the communal area for her to come [...]
Timidly Born to Motherhood
Posted in The Experience of Breastfeeding on April 22, 2009 | 10 Comments »
I sat in the hospital bed, my arms around my newborn son. I had never held an infant so young. I had never changed a diaper. I had never seen a woman breastfeed. I had never allowed myself to believe that I would have children, not even when I was in labor and dancing my [...]
Volunteer Support for Breastfeeding Moms
Posted in The Experience of Breastfeeding on April 15, 2009 | 6 Comments »
Hi Guys,
I’m sort of playing around with an idea, and was hoping that maybe you guys had some ideas on how to make it happen.
I’d like to establish sort of a volunteer support brigade/co-op for new breastfeeding moms. Preferably nation-wide with local chapters. Not quite like the LLL, but groups of moms that would help [...]
Breastfeeding my toddler saved our airplane ride
Posted in The Experience of Breastfeeding, tagged breastfeeding, toddler on February 27, 2009 | 6 Comments »
I recently went on a vacation with my husband and 15 month old son to Orlando, Florida. It was the first time we’d be riding on an airplane with a baby. The first flight had a stop over, from Minneapolis to Atlanta, then from atlanta to Orlando. We’d be flying or in the airport for [...]
The One Time I Looked for a “Private” Place
Posted in The Experience of Breastfeeding on December 30, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Whenever someone suggests that I look for a “private” place to nurse, I laugh. For a good reason. In New York City places are private for a reason. Either they are dangerously abandoned, unsanitary, or.. Well.. You’ll find out soon enough.
It was the middle of the winter, and I had mastitis. I also had cabin [...]
Lindsay’s Breastfeeding Story
Posted in The Experience of Breastfeeding on December 15, 2008 | 2 Comments »
My smooth breastfeeding experience with my son, and seeing all my opinions about raising children completely change because of it.
Two Years
Posted in The Experience of Breastfeeding on December 15, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Two years ago today I struggled to get my son latched on. I did not succeed. The nurse offered formula, I turned it down. “We’ll just keep working on it.” I said. And he’d latch for 30 seconds here, a minute there.
The first night I said “He’s tired. He’s just been born and it was [...]