As it’s National Breastfeeding Week, I’m taking part in the Keep Britain Breastfeeding Scavenger Hunt (yesterday’s post was on my top tips for breastfeeding support).
Today’s theme is about the end of breastfeeding journeys, so I was going to write about pregnancy and breastfeeding, stopping feeding with Eliza and then starting again with Florence.
But instead, I’ve decided to talk about all my favourite memories, moments and things that have stood out about feeding my two babies. Here’s our greatest hits:
- When it all eventually all started going right with Eliza (when she gained weight and it stopped feeling like I was being sharply punched repeatedly in both nipples)
- The first time I fed her in public, and it was all at once weird and terrifying and intimidating, but only at first, and then it was fine all the hundreds of times after that, and now I don’t even think about it and often have some or all of a boob exposed at most times, accidentally, of course
- All the cake and chat
- That time feeding on the packed bus in central London, when an old lady tapped me on the shoulder and I braced for something negative and she said ‘that’s so lovely to see.’
- When we hit six months and couldn’t see any reason to stop, and the same at a year, 18 months, and past two, much to my amazement
- Feeding second-time-round, in the hospital when newborn Florence latched on and then didn’t seem to stop, with absolutely no issues, pain or problems
- Everything I learned in my breastfeeding hacks
- The realisation that you don’t have to be tied to the sofa to feed (although it is a lovely excuse to sit down)
- A time when newborn Florence was crying, and Eliza shouted ‘give her boobie, mummy!’ and then pulled one out of my top. Luckily, we were home alone
- Whenever it’s been a great excuse to buy new clothes (What? None of my old ones have boob access, OK?)
- Every time Eliza’s pretended to feed her toys
- Every time breastfeeding has been the almost instant answer to a question about soothing, comfort, hurt or sleep.
- All the hundreds of other times when it wasn’t about anything else other than the two of us…or this time, the three of us.
I’ve had two very different experiences so far. First time it was a big deal, it was massive. We needed a lot of help and support at the start, there was a lot of pain and even more tears Second time it’s been wonderful and unremarkable. But both times it’s such a big part of our lives in many ways, despite being so commonplace I don’t even think about it now.
It’s the thing that surprised me most about motherhood, and it’s what worked for us. Like the tagline to the current Ikea ad – guess where we were yesterday? – it’s the wonderful everyday.
What’s your favourite / fondest breastfeeding memory?
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