A Voice For The Community

"I am blessed. I had a wonderful and encouraging support system in my husband, family, and a few nurses who sensed my determination and frustration. I had opportunities to attend support programs and join groups of supportive women who understand. I have formed friendships and am surrounded by great people who share their knowledge. And I have learned. I have learned that every woman not only has a right to choose what is best for her and her child but to make an informed decision and receive support" Jillian, nursing mama to Jack Angelo

This is place to share the stories that come along with being a nursing mama. Wether you breast-fed your baby for 1 day or 3 years, we're not here to judge, simply to listen. Listen to what happened when you tried your best for 3 whole weeks only to be defeated. Listen to how being a mommy changed the way you looked at the world. And all the other stories, insights and moments that fall in between the complex and the truthful lessons you learned from your baby.

Read. Enjoy. Share. This is the voice of the nursing community.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Meet Jaime-an EXTENDED breastfeeder!



"I’m an extended breastfeeder. Wow. If you’d asked me a year ago, I’d have said no, I won’t be breastfeeding past a year.
Breastfeeding is a topic that seems to be quite unnecessarily controversial. And then when you add the word “extended” in front of it, well then it seemingly becomes a whole other monster of a topic.
When I was pregnant and had decided I’d like to try breastfeeding, I took the approach of “Sure, I’ll try it, but if it doesn’t work out, no big deal.” I was afraid to add to pressure myself to do this thing I had very little knowledge of (and no experience with). Secretly, I really REALLY wanted it to work out, though. When the baby was born and we slowly figured out how breastfeeding worked, I gave myself the new goal of nursing just during my 14-week maternity leave and then evaluating whether to continue based on how it’s going.
As the end of my maternity leave drew nearer, I realized the importance of continuing to breastfeed as I transitioned to working again. I gave myself a new goal–to breastfeed until the baby was 6 months old, then reevaluate.
At 6 months, we were still going strong. And it was toward the end of winter, so I figured I should try to make it at least until after flu season ended. So I gave myself a new goal–one year.
Then a year came and went, and Jax showed no indication of wanting to wean (and frankly neither did I). I am a proponent of allowing a child to wean him/herself when he or she is ready, if it’s not too much of a burden on the mother. Given that I was still enjoying the breastfeeding experience at 1 year and didn’t consider it much of a burden, we kept going.
Jax is 17 months old now, and we still nurse several times per day. He eats table food and snacks, and he drinks whole cow’s milk when we aren’t together. But my boy still loves his “nummies nummies.” And for now, I’m ok with it.
However, I do admit I’m beginning to notice more frequent thoughts of “maybe I should gently wean soon” and “I wonder if he’ll sleep better if we stop nursing.” I hate to consider the end of our breastfeeding, which we’ve both truly enjoyed. It saddens me to think of a time when Jax won’t want to be comforted that way. I know we’ll find other ways, though, in due time. Babyhood is fleeting, and I am overjoyed that my little guy is growing up so big and strong, but the end of breastfeeding is bittersweet–laden with big, heavy emotions like sadness at losing our special time together, guilt over thoughts about weaning before he is possibly ready, and happiness and satisfaction over a job well done. I know lots of people will say that we’ll find other ways to connect and spend special, quality time together. I know that’s true, but I don’t think anything will feel quite as special (for me and Jax) as the time we spend nursing.
I never, EVER thought I’d be successful at breastfeeding. And I certainly never expected to continue into my son’s second year. But I am thankful it’s happened this way for us. I’m fortunate to not have too many Negative Nancies issuing their disapproval of our extended breastfeeding. If my friends or family members find it odd that we’re still going at 17 months, they’ve kept those opinions mostly to themselves,thank goodness. In contrast, I’ve even had a few people tell me that they think it’s wonderful.
I picked up a copy of What to Expect the Toddler Years the other night because I had a giftcard and a whim. The first page I flipped to once I returned home with the book was one all about extended breastfeeding–more accurately, how to wean. I was amazed to read that the author thinks that there is no nutritional benefit to nursing past one year. Wow–people still think that on the baby’s birthday, a mother’s milk suddenly turns to the nutritional equivalent of water? In case you’re interested, Kellymom.com lists some studies that have found that breastmilk is a valuable source of nutrition past the 1-year mark.
I’m sure you can guess that as I continued to read WTETTY, my blood began to boil. While there is a wealth of information in the What to Expect books, I don’t encourage breastfeeding mothers to use it as a breastfeeding resource. There are so many other, better, more informed resources out there for moms interested in extended breastfeeding.
I suppose I’ve ranted long enough. My main point is this: I’m a proud extended breastfeeder and I’ll keep going as long as I feel it’s the right choice for my family.I’m an extended breastfeeder. Wow. If you’d asked me a year ago, I’d have said no, I won’t be breastfeeding past a year.
Breastfeeding is a topic that seems to be quite unnecessarily controversial. And then when you add the word “extended” in front of it, well then it seemingly becomes a whole other monster of a topic.
When I was pregnant and had decided I’d like to try breastfeeding, I took the approach of “Sure, I’ll try it, but if it doesn’t work out, no big deal.” I was afraid to add to pressure myself to do this thing I had very little knowledge of (and no experience with). Secretly, I really REALLY wanted it to work out, though. When the baby was born and we slowly figured out how breastfeeding worked, I gave myself the new goal of nursing just during my 14-week maternity leave and then evaluating whether to continue based on how it’s going.
As the end of my maternity leave drew nearer, I realized the importance of continuing to breastfeed as I transitioned to working again. I gave myself a new goal–to breastfeed until the baby was 6 months old, then reevaluate.
At 6 months, we were still going strong. And it was toward the end of winter, so I figured I should try to make it at least until after flu season ended. So I gave myself a new goal–one year.
Then a year came and went, and Jax showed no indication of wanting to wean (and frankly neither did I). I am a proponent of allowing a child to wean him/herself when he or she is ready, if it’s not too much of a burden on the mother. Given that I was still enjoying the breastfeeding experience at 1 year and didn’t consider it much of a burden, we kept going.
Jax is 17 months old now, and we still nurse several times per day. He eats table food and snacks, and he drinks whole cow’s milk when we aren’t together. But my boy still loves his “nummies nummies.” And for now, I’m ok with it.
However, I do admit I’m beginning to notice more frequent thoughts of “maybe I should gently wean soon” and “I wonder if he’ll sleep better if we stop nursing.” I hate to consider the end of our breastfeeding, which we’ve both truly enjoyed. It saddens me to think of a time when Jax won’t want to be comforted that way. I know we’ll find other ways, though, in due time. Babyhood is fleeting, and I am overjoyed that my little guy is growing up so big and strong, but the end of breastfeeding is bittersweet–laden with big, heavy emotions like sadness at losing our special time together, guilt over thoughts about weaning before he is possibly ready, and happiness and satisfaction over a job well done. I know lots of people will say that we’ll find other ways to connect and spend special, quality time together. I know that’s true, but I don’t think anything will feel quite as special (for me and Jax) as the time we spend nursing.
I never, EVER thought I’d be successful at breastfeeding. And I certainly never expected to continue into my son’s second year. But I am thankful it’s happened this way for us. I’m fortunate to not have too many Negative Nancies issuing their disapproval of our extended breastfeeding. If my friends or family members find it odd that we’re still going at 17 months, they’ve kept those opinions mostly to themselves,thank goodness. In contrast, I’ve even had a few people tell me that they think it’s wonderful.
I picked up a copy of What to Expect the Toddler Years the other night because I had a giftcard and a whim. The first page I flipped to once I returned home with the book was one all about extended breastfeeding–more accurately, how to wean. I was amazed to read that the author thinks that there is no nutritional benefit to nursing past one year. Wow–people still think that on the baby’s birthday, a mother’s milk suddenly turns to the nutritional equivalent of water? In case you’re interested, Kellymom.com lists some studies that have found that breastmilk is a valuable source of nutrition past the 1-year mark.
I’m sure you can guess that as I continued to read WTETTY, my blood began to boil. While there is a wealth of information in the What to Expect books, I don’t encourage breastfeeding mothers to use it as a breastfeeding resource. There are so many other, better, more informed resources out there for moms interested in extended breastfeeding.
I suppose I’ve ranted long enough. My main point is this: I’m a proud extended breastfeeder and I’ll keep going as long as I feel it’s the right choice for my family. "


This post is meant to support fellow extended nursers and encourage mamas nursing infants, thank you Jaime:)  Jamie is a member of the M.O.B.B group and has a great blog called James and Jax and has some great bf-ing posts including these breast feeding tips!



Sunday, June 5, 2011

"Extended" Nursing

Teddy is now 13 months and we are considered "extended nursers".  So what does that mean?  It means we have mastered many more nursing positions than the 3 they teach you at the hospital or in breast feeding books.  There is the standing nurse, the running nurse-where he moves his legs from on top of my lap to the front of my lap then off my lap, then back on and so on and so on, the talking nurse-where he practices his vocabulary of words while nursing and most recently the squirming nurse where he moves his head all over and still manages to keep his super suction latch!  But mostly extended nursing just means more nursing!

I see extended nursing as more nursing in a society where any nursing past 12 months is considered unusual or out of the "norm".  We nurse 3-5 times throughout the night (still), we nurse 2-3 times before our morning nap (still), we nurse  after naps (still) we nurse after meals (still) AND we now nurse when we are sad or unhappy or hurt.  Yep more nursing.  New positions. And more nursing past 12 months.

Nursing is just who we are these days.  It is what brings us back together when teddy has had a whole half hour by himself playing with his toys or an afternoon of exploring the grounds of starbucks or a new playground or a few hours of sleep on his own.  It is not hard, it doesn't hurt, I'm not engorged or leaky.  It is fun and sometimes funny. Yes, it is time consuming (still) and tiring (still) and can be awkward when we are around people who are not open to extended nursing, but having a space for teddy and mommy to reconnect with each other and cuddle for a few minutes together at an age where it is easy to lose that connection so quickly with new-found independence is totally worth it!

Thursday, April 7, 2011

NEW! You Know Your A Mama When...

It's been a few months and our babies are growing!!!  Have you looked around lately at your life and seen something that TOTALLY would not have been there if it weren't for the baby in your home??

I knew I was a mama tonight when I ate pizza and oranges for dinner! ...yum!

How 'bout you?