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I Didn’t Like Breastfeeding.
There. I said it.
What am I, some kind of Mommy monster? Even now I’m thinking of erasing this post and talking about something else. I’m wondering where this post will end up on the internet…
But, it’s true. I didn’t like it.
I was watching one of those baby shows that pervade daytime TV yesterday, and realized that the couples tend to go 50/50 on breastfeeding success. Almost 100% say beforehand that they want to try it, but, based on my recollection, only about half seem to stick with it to the 6 week follow up.
Watching the show reminded me of my love-hate relationship with breastfeeding. I didn’t like being constantly on call. I didn’t like being the go-to every single moment. I didn’t like how it felt, I didn’t like being half naked in weird places, but I didn’t like staying home, either. I didn’t like cracked nipples, I didn’t like dry nipples, I didn’t like rock hard boobies, I didn’t like leaky boobies, and I didn’t like wearing those little circles in my bra that rubbed me the wrong way and peeked out at odd times.
Did I do it? Well, I, also had a 50/50 success rate. One child got breastmilk and one child didn’t. My eldest, a girl, got colostrum, and that’s about it. My son got a little more.
My point is that, although breastfeeding is natural, it doesn’t come naturally. It is full of challenges, and going into it knowing that (as I did with my second child) will be key to your success.
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My son is weaning himself right now, so we’ve had 9 months of breastfeeding success. I NEVER EVER EVER wanted to breastfeed until about 5 months into my pregnancy. I figured I would try it and it probably wouldn’t work anyhow. I’ve had no problems, no plugged ducts, no sore anything, no cracked anything, as I’ve heard I’m extremely lucky.
BUT I didn’t like pumping, I didn’t like leaking, I didn’t like when my son got teeth and bit me so hard I thought I’d passout, I didn’t (and still don’t) like being the only one getting up at night.
It’s a love hate thing, and mine is almost over….Ahhhhh, a real bra…..no way!
Mommie
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