My Breastfeeding Journey

The beginning

Once I found out I was pregnant I knew I wanted to breastfeed my child. When my son came into the world on February 1st 2019, it was through an emergency caesarean section. So I could not feed my son right away like I originally wanted to do. After, an hour in the post operation room I was finally able to nurse him for the first time. It hurts the first time he latched on, his latch was not right because he wasn’t opening his mouth wide enough. Since his latch was not wide enough it caused my nipples to bruise and bleed, it was very painful in a sensitive the slightest touch made me want to cry.

Another problem we had was my son was constantly spitting up from having amniotic fluid in his lungs. Since he was a caesarean baby he was unable to get the amniotic fluid out of his lungs, which babies born vaginally do during the birthing process. He spitting up breastmilk with the amniotic fluid, so I had to feed him more often.

Like every newborn my son was cluster feeding his first few nights. Anyone who has breastfed a cluster feeding baby knows how exhausting and draining it is. My son was eating every half hour for 10 minutes each time. So while trying to recover from having a major surgery (caesarean section) I was also feeding a newborn all day and night with zero sleep.   

I thought about quitting in those early days, we even got formula from the hospital. One thing my husband and I did in the beginning was give our son a pacifier. You are not supposed to give a breastfeeding baby a pacifier or bottles for at least 3 weeks so they do not get confused since the sucking is very different. However, the pacifier actually helped our son learn to open his mouth wider making his latch a lot better.

The Struggle Is Real.

I had so many fears in the beginning, on whether or not my milk would come in or if I can produce enough. I had friends and family members who were unable to breastfeed, those who were able to only last a few weeks because of lack of supply. When my milked came in I felt so much relief, I even had an over supple in the beginning.

In had several clogged ducts, this terrified me because clogged ducts can lead to mastitis. For anyone who doesn’t know what that is, it occurs when a blocked duct doesn’t clear, it causes swelling and inflammation. On top of having a tender inflamed breast, you can become achy, feverish and develop flu like systems. I was able remove the clogs before they turned into mastitis, through heating pads, messaging, and different breastfeeding positions.

When my son was 5 months old he got thrush. For anyone who doesn’t know what that is, its white, slightly raised bumps in your mouth. It is an infection in which the fungus candida albicans accumulates in the mouth, aka a yeast infect in your mouth. I did research when I first started to breastfeed, so I knew what to look out for. Once I saw the first signs on his tongue I got him into the doctor as quickly as possible. It took 3 dose of medicine a day and two weeks to fully clear up.

My son was born 6 pounds 10 ounce, he was little. He has been in the lower percentile for his weight since he has been born never getting about the 10th percentile. I seen other babies his age or younger than him gaining weight so rapidly, while my son was gaining but always remaining small. He was in 0 to 3 size clothes until he was 6 months old. I was worried my son wasn’t eating enough. After doing research, talking to other mothers, and my son’s doctor I came to realize my son is gaining fine he is just going to be smaller. As long as he doesn’t still seem hungry after he nurses I know he’s getting enough milk.

The Reactions

My husband has always been supportive. He left completely up to me on whether or not we breastfed. He does like how it saves us money, and how it helps with keeping him from getting sick.  He doesn’t like how when I have to feed my son with other around us I usually go off to a different room to feed our son (I am personally not comfortable breastfeeding in front of others and my son likes to play peek-a-boo with the cover). Me leaving to go feed our son hinders what is going on and creates a bit of awkwardness. Breastfeeding has made it harder for my husband to form a bond with our son because he couldn’t feed him (he did form a bond it just took a little longer).

In my husband family my son is the only one to ever be breastfed. They do not understand how breastfed babies differ from formula fed babies. Breast fed babies differ by feedings are a lot faster, pooping is different, they do not need water as early, they don’t get sick as easily, their weight is different and they do not sleep as well.  I have tried to explain how it is different, but since they have never experienced it before they do not understand. Sometimes they feel like they know what is best for him and want us to switch him to formula so fatten him up. However, as an exclusively breastfed baby he hardly takes a bottle and doesn’t like to eat as much as formula fed babies.

I have lost friends over breastfeeding because they were unable to breastfeed (look at mom experience guilt blog for more details). However, I have also become closer to friends through my breastfeeding journey.

 I know people will come in go and not like things or become jealous of what others do when it comes to parenting, however breastfeeding is something that is very personal to me.

Would I do it again?

Yes I would defiantly do it all again. My first breastfeeding experience is starting to wind down with the beginning stages of weening off. I will breastfeed all of my future children, long as I am able to.

Thank you for reading this very personal blog

Not Every Day Is Easy

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When people look on social media they only see a snippet of your life. They only see the parts that you share with them. The smiling cuddly baby, the ever adoring husband, and the obedient puppy is all people see of my life. However, like everyone else I have rough days with my family.

My son isn’t even a year old yet, but that doesn’t mean every day is a picnic. My son is a very clingy momma’s boy, so he always wants my attention 24/7 with no break.  This is very draining on me both mentally and physically, at times I don’t want to have a baby climbing all over me. Late nights of teething and constant nursing, can make for hard days of praying for long naps. But as any parent knows it doesn’t work that way. He is a great mostly happy baby with his moments of fits. I know it will only get worse as he gets older and when I have more kids. However ever hard moment will come with many more happy moments

Anyone in a relationship knows it is not always “a walk in the park”.  Ever healthy relationship has disagreements and rough patches. With pressure of kids, work, finances, family, and the every day to day can add stress to a marriage.  Our spouses become our outlet for our frustrations in our life. In my marriage my husband is my sounding board.  I am a very vocal person on my emotions, and I hate letting things sit and I need it to be fix as soon as possible.  While my husband is someone who likes to think things over and then just let it go. The way we argue is different, but it works, it is very hot and cold.

Being a dog parent can be just as challenging as being a parent to a child. Dogs become part of the family. Any good pet owner gets very invested in our pets. They have good and bad days just like us. They get sick, depressed or hyper, sometimes they don’t listen, they destroy stuff and sometimes they are well behaved. My Austrian Shepard will be two at the end of the year, she is still a puppy and has her moments when she is so wind up that it takes a while to calm her down. I wish most das she will lose her voice box, because the barking is never ending.  She is also very obsess with my son loves to share her toys and food with him. Watching to make sure she isn’t giving him dog food, or having to yell at her for constantly wanting to like his face can become very repetitive.

 Some days are just hard to be a parent and be in a relationship. When we share our lives people don’t see the hardships. They believe your life is struggle free not realizing it is hard for you at time as well. No One has a perfect day every day. No family is perfect, we all have our hard times.

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