That Friday night, I sent my husband home for some much-needed rest, unaware that it would be his last full night of sleep for the next 18 years. The nurses kept bringing our little girl to me for feedings, and I couldn’t help but will my milk to come in as she nuzzled against me.
The next morning, as I shuffled to the bathroom post-surgery, I was stunned by what I saw. My once modest B-cup breasts had transformed into what felt like enormous torpedoes! I felt like I had jumped from childhood to adulthood overnight. I texted my husband, “You are going to die when you see this.”
Fortunately, my milk had arrived, and our baby began gaining weight. Thus began a beautiful 13-month breastfeeding journey. From the moment she was placed on my chest after delivery, instinctively moving to my breast, I was captivated by the bond we shared. Despite the challenges—like her falling asleep while feeding or my sleep deprivation—I cherished every moment. I often found myself awake in the nursery at odd hours, mesmerized as she nursed, thinking, “This is my pleasure.”
I turned these experiences into entertaining blog posts, even giving my breast pump a Twitter handle. I nursed in various places, from restaurants to airplanes, and traveled with my Medela Pump In Style all over, even to cities like Miami and Los Angeles.
As I look back on our time together, I’m grateful for the connection we built through breastfeeding. If you’re curious about home insemination or fertility, you might want to check out this excellent resource from News Medical. Also, for those considering at-home insemination options, Make A Mom is a top provider. For further insights on parenting and family, check out this blog post.
In summary, my breastfeeding journey was filled with challenges and immense joy, and I have no regrets about the time spent nurturing my baby. Weaning her off was just another chapter in our story, one that I approached with love and understanding.
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