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The Start of My Breastfeeding Journey
I didn’t know I was going to become a breastfeeder when I first fell pregnant with the toddler.
I definitely didn’t realise I was going to become so passionate about it.
And here we are nearly 3 years after my first baby first latched on and I’m on my second breastfeeding journey. A lot more sure of myself and confident in my beliefs.
I still remember my first breast feeding experience. Despite being completely out of it having just had an emergency c-section and being pumped full of drugs. I had a baby plonked on my breast and there he stayed for the next 45 minutes. Coming round and having my head clearing from the drugs I looked down at this little helpless baby and fell in love with him.
It was during those first feeds I discovered him. His tiny fingers. Stroking his little toes. Spending time just holding him and smelling him. Finding the perfect fit for him in my arms. How to soothe him by feeding.
Don’t get me wrong, it was hard in the beginning. The cracked and bleeding nipples. The constant feeding and needing of me was exhausting. Trying to work out how he should latch without the midwives help. Syringing my milk into his mouth a ml at a time because i didnt think he was eating enoughm Counting dirty and wet nappies. Sobbing in the nursery because he wouldn’t latch and I didn’t know what to do. Resting him against my hot and aching scar because that’s where he wanted to be. Leaning on my my husband for invaluable support.
As time passed, we got to know each other, and it got easier.
Until it became second nature to me and to him.
I was his ultimate comfort and soother.
And as my love for him grew every day, so to did my love of breastfeeding.
I was in doubt this time round that I was going to be a breastfeeder. I was determined. I mean I’d done it once hadn’t I? I wasn’t prepared for it to be different. I wasn’t expecting life saving surgery again. And I wasn’t expecting a swollen baby who, when following his natural instinct to latch and feed, would cut off his oxygen supply. At that point I thought that the start of my second feeding journey was already over.
Then I remembered an important lesson.
Babies are learning just as much as you are. Though breastfeeding may be a natural and instinctive act it doesn’t mean that it’s easy. Just as we are all different, so to are babies.
My second journey started with a different bump to my first, until the swelling went down I had to learn to break his feed to allow him to breathe. I had to find different ways to hold him to make it easier for me. And he had to learn to breathe while eating. To latch on and snuggle down.
But settle down and snuggle in we have. Learning every day and once again, falling deeper in love with my second marvellous little boy each day.
And once again, falling in love with breastfeeding. I don’t know where our journey will go this time, but I’m honoured and privileged to share it with this little man.
Following on from my journey, please do hop over to “The first six weeks of Oliver’s life were the hardest” from Diary of an Unexpectant Mother to see how her journey began and be in with more chances to enter the grand prize draw. Remember you need to earn 50 points to be eligible, full details can be found on the Keep Britain Breastfeeding Site.Facebook, see you there!