Feb 24th 2012

Milk Nursingwear

Guest Blogger: Alyson B.'s nursing experience

Thanks to ALYSON B., our guest blogger, for sharing your nursing experience with Milk Nursingwear. We applaud your motivation and commitment to following your heart. Your dedication to nursing Colin is admirable, and we hope you continue to enjoy that special time with one another.

“So, I guess you’re still breastfeeding.”

“Wait, how old is your baby?”

“Do you want to have an eighteen-month old that wakes up in the middle of the night asking for milk?”

My son is seven months old--well within the “normal” range for breastfeeding, and yet these are some of the comments I hear when I breastfeed in public or even talk about breastfeeding.

I felt talked out of breastfeeding from the start—and from the most surprising of sources. After my C-section, the wait to hold and connect with my son was agonizing, but the recovery room nurse told me I shouldn’t try latching because he wasn’t hungry. I’m glad I ignored her, because as I brought him to my breast, the most amazing thing happened: he latched on immediately—text-book perfect—and began to eat. I was overwhelmed with emotion, and I remember thinking that my baby and I were already a team—already thinking the same thing: “Suck it, recovery nurse!”

I still had mountains to climb once we were home, but my son gave me all I needed in those first days: confidence. Exhaustion still set in; hormones still raged, and there were times when I sobbed in frustration because his latch was off or because the leaking and spraying and spit-up were just too much. But, I forged ahead. I did not give up. I was determined to make it work. In my darkest moments, when I wanted to throw in the towel and head to the store for formula, I went back to the recovery room, back to that feeling of empowerment, and realized that I don’t ever want my son to give up when he faces a challenge in life. It was my responsibility to lead by example.

I know that in our fast-paced world, where we’ve figured out short-cuts for nearly everything, it can be difficult to appreciate the beauty in simple and natural acts. But I’m reminded everyday as I nurse my son to slow down and take in what’s around me, to cherish the moments when his tiny hand gently caresses my side and he stares up at me with love and appreciation. It won’t be forever, and I feel so fortunate to have this time with him.

So, yes, I am still breastfeeding—for him and for me.

Alyson is currently a stay-at-home mom and lives in Rhode Island with her husband Bob and their 7-month-old son, Colin.

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