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    • #13447
      Avataregbumblebee
      Keymaster

      This Week is World Breastfeeding Week.

      Breastfeeding has been a major part of my life for the last 17 months. Since the day Willow was born, and to this day, I have breastfed her.

      Whenever, wherever, and for whatever reason, I have responded to my beautiful child’s wants and needs in the most natural and intuitive way physically possible; by breastfeeding.

      This journey has taught me many invaluable lessons about both myself and my relationship with my daughter.
      Becoming a mother is a transformation. It’s a journey, and my own transformation is something I have talked about many times on my blog.

      Before Willow was born, when asked how I was going to feed her (formula or breastfeeding) I said I would breastfeed, and thinking back I don’t remember why exactly, other than it seemed the only option- at that time primarily for financial reasons.
      As I learned more and more about what my journey would entail and about why people breastfeed I began to realize that I was truly making the best decision for both myself and my daughter.

      The beginning was hard. It was more than hard.

      Willow had a really bad latch. I was tired, depressed, lonely, in an un-supportive and abusive relationship, and essentially alone. Willow wanted to eat over and over again. And for long stretches of time. It seemed as soon as she finished she was hungry all over again.
      I was not myself, my body did not belong to me, and I was so so unbelievably exhausted.
      I cried a lot.
      I fell asleep sitting up at night, holding willow and would wake up terrified but thankful she was still in my arms, nursing.
      I left Willow latched even when it hurt (mistake) because I just wanted her to eat and fall asleep.
      I made many mistakes, and was confused about so much.

      I had so much room to grow and learn but often felt so hopeless and alone, I would just blindly go forward, unknowing of what laid ahead.
      But I wasn’t alone.
      I joined Facebook groups. I talked to friends of mine who breastfed, or wish they did. People commended me, they validated me, and one person in particular (who was with me from early in my pregnancy, there when my daughter was born, and after) who educated me and supported me consistently and oftentimes when I needed it more than anything else.
      And I kept going, even though there were times I felt desperate to stop, perhaps for just a day, or a moment, or a night- to share the vast responsibility of growing, birthing, and feeding this small amazing person who brought me to my knees and changed my life.

      Then, incredibly, and like many other aspects of motherhood, it got easier. Not immediately, and not overnight, but slowly and surely and then suddenly. Suddenly, breastfeeding was the easiest part of motherhood.

      Suddenly, my confidence in myself and my ability as a woman and a mother was incredibly affirmed and increased. I am amazing, I made it through long enough to reach a place of ease in something I once considered giving up.
      I set goals, and wandered through, eyes closed and arms outstretched. Even when I fell into pits, and found my way out. And when giving up was an option I kept going.

      I remember, hoping, wishing, to make it, to not give up. Reasoning that I would make it to at least 6 weeks, then at least 3 months.
      And then, it was just a part of our life. An amazing, incredible, and valuable part of our life.
      Now, at seventeen months strong, I can say with confidence that we are going as long as my daughter finds comfort and need in breastfeeding – even if its years and years from now.
      And I will never feel shame for lifting my shirt in public to feed and comfort my child.

      And one day, she wont need or want to nurse. But that day is not today, and I hope that it is not tomorrow. But if it is, and when it is, I will be there, holding her hand, and we will forever have the bond that began in my womb and continues to grow every single day.

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      Avatartorry22
      Participant

      This is beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing!

    • #13620
      Luz.FelizLuz.Feliz
      Participant

      Eliza,

      This is truly a beautiful story. I admire you for not giving up for the sake of your daughter even when it did get tough. This goes to show how strong you are as a mother and as an individual. Your daughter is beautiful and you are doing a great job. Thanks for sharing your journey with us! 🙂

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