Posted 11-5-2013 at 08:45 AM by angelaw
After I had my first son, I was so busy relishing in the time I got to spend with him I didn’t realize how fast my short 12 week maternity leave had gone by. I was surprised at how many of my friends and family members expected me to wean just because I was returning to work. I had planned to nurse him for one full year and had no intention of stopping at 12 weeks!
When “K” was around six weeks old, I decided to try to introduce him to a bottle. That was a joke. He completely refused each and every bottle there was on the market. By the time I was to return to work, I was very worried about what he was going to do for food for the 9 hours plus commute time I would be away from him. I had started pumping (with my trusty hand-held pump) the week before I was due back to work to build up a little stash for “K”, although I was unsure how he was going to be able to drink it.
My mother (who really wasn’t pro-breastfeeding) was going to be keeping him while I went to work, and she was a bit concerned as well. The day before returning to work, she and I found a solution. It wasn’t the best thing, I’m sure, but it worked. She fed him expressed milk through a medicine dropper. This took time, but she didn’t really have anything else to do during the day and this was her first grandchild, so I lucked out having someone available that would take the time to feed my precious little one this way.
As far as the pumping went; this was well before all the laws were passed about lactation rooms and a place to keep the milk, etc. but I was fortunate enough to have a place to pump and time to do it. Granted, I pumped in the family restroom, it was large enough that I had a chair brought in and I was nowhere near the toilet. There was also a plug in there in case I had an electric pump (which I never used by the way). We had a sink and fridge in the lounge that I appreciated for clean-up of my pump and storage of the milk. While this is far from what many would see as ‘ideal’, I was impressed that this ‘big box’ store (that gets such a bad rap for how they treat their employees) had worked so well with me before any laws were put into place.
Posted 10-29-2013 at 11:51 AM by yoliyoda
Yes, I do cover-up when breastfeeding in public. I’m probably going to inflict the wrath of some of my fellow milky-mommies by admitting this, but I believe if able, all moms should cover up when in public.
Now, before the anger boils up, let me be clear: I do think that it is my right and prerogative to breastfeed in public. I don’t go hiding in a corner, or feeding my baby in a bathroom. If the location we’re in has no nursing facilities I sit right where I am and “whip it out”… I just also “cover it up”.
I don’t consider it an issue of embarrassment, or being shy about the human body and natural functions. Nor do I live in fear of what the law might say. In fact, I’m proud to live in a state that has a breastfeeding statute on the books. It’s just that sometimes I think in society today we get so focused on our “rights” and not on what is right.
I want my son to grow up to be a man who takes care of himself and those he loves. So how can I be shy about taking care of his very basic need to eat while in public? I want him to see the human body and all of it’s functions as beautiful. So why should I act like breastfeeding is anything but beautiful. In the same breath I want him to be considerate of other humans. While I think it is my right to breastfeed in public, I acknowledge that it might make others feel uncomfortable. It isn’t about if they should feel that way–the fact is that they do. As a caring human being I believe that I should acknowledge that. If there is something that I can do without hurting myself and my baby, why shouldn’t I? I wonder how I can tell him he should be empathic without trying to be the same myself.
Posted 10-29-2013 at 09:25 AM by yoliyoda
Even though you are always on my heart and mind–it’s even the more so in October. This is the month that a whole nation takes a moment to think about the disease that almost took you from my life too soon.
Breast Cancer almost denied you of seeing me graduate, get married, and have your grandson. It almost took you out of my son’s life before he got a chance to know you. This beast almost took my confidant, human reality check, biggest cheerleader, and best friend.
You may not always understand why I chose some of the parenting techniques that I do. Cloth diapers seem like more work. Attachment parenting doesn’t seem structured enough. And breastfeeding, well, that seems like an unnecessary challenge.
But, you’re one of my inspirations for so many of my parenting decisions–especially breast feeding. You remind me every chance you get that cancer, especially breast cancer, runs in our family. You tell me to get my mammograms, do my monthly check up, and always follow up with the doctor. However, those aren’t the only things that I can do.
Posted 10-28-2013 at 08:43 AM by yoliyoda
Is there such a thing as a breastfeeding bully? A recent article in Australia’s paper The Morning Bulletin had my head spinning to realize that not only do they exist–some of them should know better.
In the article the mother of a child in the ICU at the Wakiato Hospital in Australia was not given meals because she did not breastfeed. She was directly told that the reason that she only received toast for breakfast and nothing else was because the hospital only provided extra meals to mothers of children in the ICU that breastfeed. The mother indicated that for her own medical reasons she decided not to breastfeed. She also indicated that she didn’t want to leave her child alone in the ward while she went to the cafeteria to get food. The Southern District’s Health Board said that the long standing policy was put into place to encourage mothers to breastfeed.
Ouch. Can you said “overkill”?
Posted 10-22-2013 at 12:43 PM by angelaw
I find it interesting when I hear other people talk about the first time they saw someone breastfeeding. At La Leche League meetings, the question comes up quite a bit. Most of the mamas there share their stories about how they had seen their moms nursing their younger siblings, a handful will share that it was much later in life that they first witnessed a mother nursing her little one. I spoke on behalf of La Leche League several times at the local hospital during a section in their breastfeeding training about community breastfeeding support. I always asked this question of the nurses attending. Sadly, many of the labor and delivery nurses shared that they had never seen a mother breastfeeding until they worked with postpartum mothers at the hospital. But, even as I look around my town, I have yet to see a mom nursing in public, so I completely understand that if you don’t have someone in your family or close group of friends that breastfed, you more than likely have never seen it done.
The first time I ever saw someone breastfeeding was when I was eight years old. My aunt through marriage was nursing her firstborn son. I remember it being the ‘talk’ of the family. My grandmother never nursed any of her seven children and my mom never breastfed us so breastfeeding was never anything that I had even heard in conversation. My entire collection of baby dolls had all been bottle fed; I don’t even think I was aware of breasts at all at that time. Suddenly all of that changed.
“Why is she doing that?!” I remember asking my mom.
“Hush!” she warned me with stern eyes.
I couldn’t even ask about it?
Posted 10-18-2013 at 12:38 PM by angelaw
This is the first time I have ventured into the unknown world of nursing a two year old. My oldest son self-weaned right before his second birthday, so I never had the opportunity to nurse beyond the two year mark. I must say it has been a lot different than nursing a one year old. I understand that every child is different, but I was expecting a big decrease in the number of times (and the length of those nursing sessions) my little one nurses compared to what he had been before. “B” nurses probably 3-4 times during the day, once before bedtime, and then again upon waking up. This is a lot more than I had imagined as my older son was down to bedtime and nap time nursing only at 15 months. While I’m sure it has a lot to do with my low milk supply due to being 5 months pregnant, “B” hasn’t slowed down on eating solids either. So, he’s eating everything in sight and still wants to nurse.
We have pretty much stopped nursing in public at this point. Not that I’m embarrassed of breastfeeding, but just that he has gotten so big and I used to be able to carry him around while I was getting things done and nurse him. I look (and feel) quite awkward walking through the grocery store, nursing my toddler, and trying to push my cart and shop for groceries! So, unless we are sitting down having a leisurely meal out (which we usually aren’t), I don’t even try to nurse him in public.
He is much more verbal and demanding. He lets me know when he wants to nurse and when he doesn’t. A lot of times it is really inconvenient – again this has a lot to do with his size. I can’t multitask while nursing very well with a 35lb toddler. I use these times to try to teach him patience. However, that doesn’t
Posted 10-4-2013 at 02:25 PM by yoliyoda
It’s like it was almost yesterday, seeing the doctor hold my little baby up for me to see him. “It’s a healthy baby boy.”
Amazing. Such small fingers and toes. He was swimming in every outfit and diaper I put on him. Ten tiny fingers, ten tiny toes. I thought he’d never grow.
Here we are, not even three months later and he has grown out of his tiny gDiapers, and his Lil Joeys have about an ounce more to go before they become history. I couldn’t believe it when I recently tried to fasten his newborn diapers and the two ends of the velcro just wouldn’t meet.
It’s funny. It feels like I spent hours and hours hand selecting the cutest, most efficient diapers to make up my son’s newborn stash. Ok, I did spent hours and hours picking them out. I think, deducting the time he was in disposables, he probably only used the stash for all of 9 weeks. Seems like such a short time. Soon he won’t even able to have his One Size Flips snapped to the smallest setting. And while I can’t wait for him to start wearing all of his One Size covers and All-In-Ones that I’ve been hand picking here and there, I think I’m going to cry when he completely outgrows all of his Lil Joeys and newborn covers.
What is mama cloth?
- Mama cloth are reusable cloth menstrual pads.
- They come in several sizes and can be custom made.
- Ranging from panty liners to postpartum flow.
There is a large variety of different fabrics available for mama cloth. Most are PUL or fleece backed, I have both in my stash. Tops can be cotton, flannel, OBV and more. My personal favorites are minky or OBV, they are very comfortable and both work very well. Mama cloth is widely available online. You can buy individual pieces or sets of mama cloth. You can find mama cloth makers on etsy, facebook, hyena cart and diaperswappers. Washing was easy. I wash my mama cloth with my diapers most of the time. I keep the cloth in a small wetbag after use until wash.
I have been a mama cloth user for several years now. The biggest thing that made me switch was the money saving end of it. At first I was hesitant to make the switch. I liked tampons because they were discrete and easy to use. After reading several threads on diaperswappers about mama cloth, I started to get curious. It did not take long for me to see that mama cloth was a much better fit for me.
- Reusable, saving you time and money
- Free of harmful chemicals that are in disposable pads and tampons.
- Very comfortable
Posted 09-30-2013 at 02:12 PM by yoliyoda
Beyond focusing on the recommended eight 8-ounce glasses of water a day, some mothers are attempting to down mother’s milk tea or a malted drink to increase milk supply. This combination can leave a woman attempting to drink about 64 ounces, or half a gallon, give or take.
No wonder I’ve felt like a water balloon! Before becoming pregnant I had a hard time drinking this much fluid. To be honest I have yet to get all of it down since I started breastfeeding. The new pressures of motherhood haven’t made it easier. I didn’t remember to shower regularly for the first 6 weeks, much less to have a glass of water.
Realizing how important it is to keep hydrated, I did a little research by looking into how others with a vested interest, like patients with certain medical conditions, drink their needed fluids daily. Figuring this out would help beyond breastfeeding, but benefit my own personal health for years to come. Here are some of the information I found to help me towards meeting this goal.
The International Kidney Stone Institute suggests having a glass during transitional times in the day–basically in harmony with routine activities like getting up, for example. Breastfeeding moms could add drinking a glass to their routine of feeding or pumping.
Another great suggestion was to dilute fruit juice to a 50:50 solution. I especially liked this suggestion because I frankly get bored drinking plain water, but love a glass of grape juice! Adding water to a glass of 100% juice would have little effect on the taste.
Posted 09-17-2013 at 12:25 PM by angelaw
I can’t remember when it was that I decided to cloth diaper. I do know that I pretty much knew from the beginning that I was not going to be able to do it full-time. Maybe I was setting myself up for failure, or maybe I was just being realistic.
With my first son, I was given so many disposable diapers at my baby shower, cloth diapering never crossed my mind. I don’t think I even had to purchase a diaper until he was nearly potty trained.
As I got older and wiser, I began to do research into a lot of things that I wanted to do differently with my second child. One of these things was cloth diapering. I thought they were better for baby, economical and environmentally friendly, but mostly, I was just thinking about how they were super cute they all were! I enjoyed shopping for covers (which was the style I decided was best for our family).
When my son was born, I had already built up a stash of covers and inserts. However, they were all one-size and would not fit him for a while. That was fine, because I had already planned for this and had about three boxes of newborn and size 1 disposable diapers. I guess I didn’t see the point in buying a newborn stash of cloth diapers when I had purchased the disposables so cheap. Plus, the thoughts of meconium in a cloth diaper made me cringe.