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2.19.2013

How I Broke My Baby (or Her Teeth Anyway)


It is hard for me to admit this but it is true – I broke my baby. I said this to my husband one night and his reply was, “no dear, she broke you.”


Baby number two was and is so much harder for me than baby number one. If we had her first, we would have stopped. One minute I am beside myself and next I am in awe of her. I have to tell you, I constantly wonder what God was thinking making me a mom. I am thankful (most days) that he did but I really have to wonder about his line of thinking. For instance, how I ruined her teeth.

Small Brown Spots?  What!

Baby Girl had a small brown spot on her front tooth and since it was time for them to see the dentist anyway, we figured we should get them in sooner rather than later. To my horror Baby Girl’s two front teeth had tooth decay! Tooth decay!


Needless to say she was taken to a pediatric specialist and we have two options: pull them or fill them and it depends on the damage. If the tooth decay goes to the nerve than they get yanked out and she will be toothless till her adult teeth come in and that could be years. If the damage is not to sever than they can be filled and she will have teeth till they fall out naturally.

How did this happen?

Well, our dentist says it is because we nurse at night. And I admit, I not only nurse at night but I also fall asleep while nursing. I know that this is bad and I don’t do it on purpose but I was just always so damn tired.

Baby Girl is a terrible sleeper and she refused to sleep in her crib or bed. By refuse, I mean she will cry. And cry. And cry. Sure, I tried to let her cry it out but by the fourth hour and no one has slept I gave in and became a co-sleeping family. She will be three in March so my goal is to get her in her own bed before her birthday.


Still, nursing at night...

In case you missed it, yes she will be three and we still nurse at night. She doesn't want to stop and who am I to stop her? Don't get me wrong – I do not want to nurse anymore. But, she does. I will probably be sad when it is finally over but right now, I do want my body back. More importantly, I need her to be able to sleep through the night without wanting to nurse.

Now, she does not always want to nurse at night but she does always want to nurse before bed and sometimes in the morning before we get up and start our day. As far as that middle of the night nursing, I try to avoid it but it is mostly for comfort. The poor dear has night terrors from time to time and she has a tendency to wake up in the middle of the night and not go back to sleep. This is where we get into trouble. If I nurse her, I will fall back to sleep. Because, I fall back to sleep she will stay latched. I may be the only mom that is begging her two year old to use a binky. Neither kid would use one but only Baby Girl still needs it.

I did not have any of these problems with my C-man. And, to the ridicule of others, yes, he slept with a bottle. It was usually filled with water and it was the best way to keep him asleep in his crib. Now, he did not have it in his mouth the entire time but it was always in reach. He still has a glass of water in reach now for when he wakes in the middle of the night.

This might not be because we nurse at night?

There were many nights that I put him down with some milk and he never had problems with his teeth. So, I looked it up. As it turns out, even if I didn't fall asleep while nursing she might have had problems. Maybe not as bad but in an effort to understand what I did wrong I turned to KellyMom.com and found: Is Breastfeeding Linked to Tooth Decay?

Kellymom.com has helped me out so much over the last *gulp* three years and I really don’t know what I would have done without her insight. Today is no different. Studies show that that she may be genetically predisposed to soft enamel and that breast milk itself did not cause the tooth decay but other outside influences such as juice and not brushing her teeth enough are to blame, not nursing at night.

This makes sense because The Husband had his teeth pulled as a toddler for the same reason!  I could not bring myself to ask if he was breast fed or had night nursing sessions but I am going to guess no.  It was the 70's and formula was all the rage. 

We now brush twice a day, and she drinks a cup of water after each meal.  Not sure if her sweet teeth will be pulled or not, yet.  We find out later this week so - fingers crossed!

And, maybe I didn’t break my baby.


5.25.2012

The Mommy Mindset: Weening (not to be confused with whining)


When I saw the cover I though, Yep, that's me!  I'm still recovering from an eye sprain from rolling my eyes too hard.

The more I learned of the story and read the article I went up and down on how I felt about the cover.  I can see why moms would be offended because not all moms can breastfeed or if they can can't do it for very long.  "Mom Enough" implies failure and just adds to the mommy wars and that irks me.  But, something unexpected happened to me - I began to really like the photo.

Baby girl is over two years old now and we are still breastfeeding.  I never planned to breastfeed (never mind write about it) but I did.  I certainly never expected to be going this long.  Breastfeeding was not/is not always a loving and bonding experience.  It was/is a necessity to the well being of baby but life goes on.  I still need to fold clothes and if she is attached - so be it.  I envy the moms who can grocery shop and run the vacuum while nursing.  I am not that coordinated, I tried  So, until she is ready to stop, this is my life.  Only I am not as pretty or thin and certainly not on the cover of a magazine so kudos to her!



This weeks Mommy Mindset topic is on weening...

Leila: My daughter and I struggled with nursing so it wasn't a big deal. My son and I... oye. I nursed for 4 months, but due to my work schedule and the pressures at work (I worked at a medically supervised weight loss clinic and couldn't do the program to lose weight until I wasn't nursing any longer), I weaned at 4 months. I was miserable physically and emotionally. To this day (he is now 4) I wish I would've nursed longer and let him wean himself. I just keep telling myself "next time". :)

LaVonne: Long I made the decision to breastfeed for 2 years. There were many difficult times, I will admit, but it was worth it. I quit breastfeeding 2 weeks after my Princess turned 2, and I think she did better than I did with the cold turkey change. Thankfully, I am able to stay home and could breastfeed when I wanted. I am pregnant and almost due with baby #2 and have already made the same decision for this one. Unless of course, he self weans.

Ghada: With my first, I had decided that I wanted to wean him when he was 1. For me that felt like the magical number. I was working from home - only having to go out to meetings a few times a week, so it was easy. He started to get bored of breastfeeding around the one year mark so it all worked out, we were done at about 13 months. This time around, I don't know if I will make it to a year with Miss 6 months. Somehow their seems to be so much more going on...but I can't seem to get her to take a bottle...that's a whole other problem lol

Mary: I don't think baby girl would let me wean if I begged, pleaded and bribed her with shoes. She is very attached to my boob but at least I am down to evenings and morning. She 26 months and if you told me before getting knocked up with my first that I would be a nursing mom but one for this long I would have laughed! My son weaned himself at 8 months. It was devastating but I continued to pump for a little longer. Part of me wants to be done but she just wants it way to much and I do love the closeness we share. I have to keep reminding myself that this is only a moment in comparison to her lifetime... besides pretty soon she will be a teenager, hating me and wishing I was not around and I will remind her of this, in detail bahaha

Emily: Oh, I wanted to cry when The Boy self-weaned at 16-months. I wasn't ready at all! When he turned one, we nursed only in the morning and at night. Around 14-months, he wasn't as interested in the morning sessions. By 16-months he was done. It was tough emotionally, I wasn't ready to give that up. Having said that, if we're fortunate enough to have a second child, I'd self-wean again.

Darcy: Before having my daughter I thought 1 year was the magic mark. We are still nursing at nearly 19 months. She is NOT ready and gets upset is I try to refuse a session. We nurse 3-4 times a day still but mostly morning and night. I want her to self wean but sometimes I'm just done, especially being preggo with #2. I kinda want her to be do e by the time baby gets here...she will be 2 then. I never would have thought I'd be an extended bfing mom!

Ghada: ‎Emily, I don't think we are ever ready for it. Even when it's kinda planned somehow it is the end of something very special. Mary, I like the idea of reminding them when they are older how much they used to loooooove us lol

Mary: ‎Darcy, how funny our girls seem so similar! I must admit, on weekends baby girl nurses more because I am there - I am sure if I did not work she would want it just as much. Ghada, I love that you agree! Thanks!

Leila: I agree - even if it's planned, it's still emotional. I miss it! :(

Emily: I'm envious of the mamas still nursing, and the pregnant mamas that will be doing it soon. {I think it's time to try for another one!}

Leila: I second that!

Darcy: Sometimes nursing while preggo is no fun though! I'm tender from the pregnancy and I fear jealousy from Rissa when baby gets first dibs. Not sure I can handle tandem nursing.... Yeah I never thought this would be me!

What are your thoughts on when or how to ween?  Did you ween or did you let baby lead the way?


Thank You Leila of Life as Leels, Mary of iNeed a Playdate, LaVonne of Long Wait For Isabella, Emily of Nap Time is My Time, Ghada of Mama goes BAM, and Darcy of Tales From the Nursery for sharing your thoughts.

5.27.2011

Breastfeeding Blog Hop: I Inspire, Suck That Mean People

Last week's Breastfeeding Blog Hop was on "Thing I Wish I Would Have Known before Breastfeeding."  For my post I wrote, I Wish I Would Have Known How Stupid People Could Be, not the classiest of titles but, people suck - the mean ones anyway.  Even the well meaning folks who can't help their ignorance about breast feeding can say things that just make me wonder if they don’t realize they are talking to another woman and we should be supportive; not judgmental.  

Let’s face it - unless you do it or did it you won't get it.  You won't get why, or how, or even how hard it can be but they also don't know the success that you feel.  The lovely, Mrs. Jen of Life with Levi and breastfeeding, pumping mama extraordinaire was (some how) inspired by my post for this week’s breastfeeding hop topic: Success Stories.

I feel, as she does, that any amount of time trying breastfeeding is a success.  It is a wonder why any of us even attempt it with so much negativity and bad publicity that breastfeeding gets.  Not to mention how my breasts, our breasts have become only associated with sex.   Side note:  Must read My Boobs by @LittleAnimation.

When I started my journey into motherhood, there was no way I was going to nurse.   No, no, NO!  These boobs are mine and I'm not sharing. The more my baby grew the more I knew instinctively that it was and is the most amazing thing in the world and my body was meant to nurse my baby.

In previous posts, I've written about how I could not get my son to nurse past nine months.  I don’t know if it was my body or his unwillingness to nurse any more, but at about nine months, we were done.  Most reading this may know that baby girl is 14 months and still nursing!  I'm worried she will be nine and still wanting to nurse but that is another post.  When it is all said and done nursing my kids, my babies have been a gift that I cherish and one of the proudest accomplishments that I have ever done in my life.

I have accepted that my body is more then what I thought it was and have learned to love it because of all the wonderful things it does.  My son will, hopefully, remember this time and not be embarrassed or judgmental of women who breastfeed.  Maybe he will learn that women were not placed on this earth for his pleasure.  I pray my daughter will never see herself in just one way and will be able to talk openly about her body; even *gulp* sex with me in an honest conversation.  Finally, I hope someone will meet me or read this and know that someone supports them regardless of their choice. 

I must admit though - when I'm talking to a pregnant mom and they say they won't even try, it does make me sad.  It is worth even one day to know you tried and it did not work, then to never know.

We are all successes. We are all Goddesses. We are all mothers.  And if I've meet you online or in person, breastfeeding mama or not, I am a better woman for knowing you and sharing our successes.




This post is part of the Breastfeeding Blog Hop. This week’s topic is Success Stories. Feel free to check out some of the other blogs that have linked up, or add your own Success Story post:


5.19.2011

Breastfeeding Blog Hop: I wish I would have known how stupid people can be...

Week 20 in the Breastfeeding Blog Hop hosted by Life with Levi is: 
I Wish I Would Have Known.” 

I have not been posting much about breastfeeding because most of the topics of late I have no opinion on and all though I am still nursing the bebe I am no longer exclusively giving her breast-milk.  I am also pretty sure no one wants to hear that while we still nurse at night she now grinds her teeth - yes, teeth.  It hurts and if she did not insist on nursing I would have thrown in the towel a few months ago. But since, she still wants it, well...

As I was browsing today's contributors to the hop, I read Jen's (here) and it suddenly dawned on me what I wish I would have know before I started breastfeeding - people who think they are superior or are just ignorant to breastfeeding in general are stupid.  And mean.  And selfish.  This can be changed.  But, like addiction they have to want to change.

I am the first to admit that I am one of the exceptions to the rules: I did not have an issue with breastfeeding, not one issue, it was easy for me (but time consuming) and I the only judgement I encountered with nursing in public came from a close(ish) family member.  Unless you count the whole grinding teeth thing, but I kept nursing even as I cried when she latched on for about a week.  That is why they make neosporin, right?

I was blissfully unaware that the general public feels uncomfortable that tits are used for something other then getting their rocks off and I was certainly oblivious to the cult of super boobs that insist that the only option is to breastfeed.

I fall somewhere in between.

I can admire a nice rack (I have mostly male friends and then there was this time in band camp...) and I truly, deeply feel that women are designed to breastfeed and they should at least try.  If it does not work, then at least you can say you tried but I believe *gasp* formula is a necessity.  I do not believe it should be big business.

I also do not believe that the mommy wars help our cause... if one mommy thinks their way of breastfeeding is the only way it completely defeats our unity.  There is no one way that is better.  There can't be because way to many people would be wrong.  Including everyone who had children in the 70's. 

Breastfeed, exclusively pump, pump by day & nurse by night, formula... We are all just trying to do right by our children.  The first thing should be to set a better example for the next generation.


I am not trying to change the world, just make it a little nicer.





4.15.2011

Breastfeeding Blog Hop: Comfort Nursing - All day, all night

What is Comfort Nursing?  This is the topic for this week's breastfeeding blog hop hosted by LifeWithLevi and as always... perfect timing.  It seems that her topics are pretty close to my real life.  Which makes me wonder... are you lurking in my community?

In her blog post, she goes into detail about why sucking is important and why babies suckle, be it nipple or pacifier. Her post is well worth reading.  I actually did not know that the AAP in even had thoughts on sucking but they do (quoting her quotes from the American Academy of Pediatrics):
Nonnutritive sucking has several benefits.
  • It is an early step in an infant’s ability to self-regulate his or her emotions.
  • It helps the child to relax and focus his or her attention.
  • It provides comfort and security. Therefore, sucking occurs more often when the child is tired, bored, anxious, or upset.
This makes sense!  But regulating their emotions?  I love nursing!  I am not just providing nutrition but laying the building blocks to emotionally stable adults!  Bonus! This may not be why I started nursing but it is why I keep going and going and going.

I started nursing because I heard it would help me lose the baby weight.  I kept going so I would not have to spend money on formula.  I nursed baby girl because it was the right thing to do and my son showed me that time and time again.  And now... I nurse to comfort my baby.

My son was an "efficient nurser".  Eight minutes and he was done.  Nothing more and nothing less.  As hard as I tried, he would not nurse past a certain point.  I know now that there are tricks I might have tried but all I knew then was to keep offering and he kept refusing.

He also did not use a pacifier so I was one of those horrible mommies that let him sleep with a bottle of water.  I was not going to but... out of desperation, the Husband, gave him one at nap time and he slept.  He was a good sleeper after that I tell you.  A sippy replaced the bottle at bedtime and we never had issues with him sleeping.  As long as he had frog and the sippy cup he was good.  He even walked me down the aisle at our wedding with sippy in hand.

I would justify it (in my mind) by saying or thinking, at least it is not a pacifier and I like a glass of water at night, too.  In the inside, I felt guilty.  Would I do it differently...?  No.  He slept and he needed to suck on something; the dentist gave him a clean bill of health.  I figure there are other ways we will send him to therapy this is not one of the ways I will do it.

My baby girl, on the other hand... she is a nurser.  She loves to nurse and will do it for h o u r s!  From the first time she latched on to this morning... she has had no problems nursing.  Even thought my supply, during the day, has dwindled since she was about 11 months, she keeps nursing at night and on weekends.  I don't feel full enough to pump until 4:00 p.m. and if I pumped then I would have nothing for her for dinner and trust me... she wants it for dinner.  She tolerates cow's milk, barely.  And, to think I thought the marathon nursing sessions were over!

It does seem that a lot her nursing is comfort nursing now.  Except, of course, her dinner feeding when I get home from work.  After she has nursed her fill and after she has eaten her dinner, she will play a bit and then...  she will tug at my t-shirt till I give in to her.  We also co-sleep still so she can nurse on demand and when we wake in the morning.

I am not 100% sure that she is drinking anything at all, each time we nurse.  I think she is but I just can't tell.  Do I care?  Not at all.  Milk or no milk - she wants to nurse.  It is some sort of need in her that drives her to me and I am not going to stop because it might make life easier, more convenient.


3.25.2011

Baby is Now a Toddler!


My Bebe is now a toddler!

Her first cupcake came from the amazing @LaBellaCupcakes' bakery.  To say she loved it would be an understatement.  To say I loved it well... there are no words to describe the decadence in the these cupcakes.  They were soooo good.   

Anyway...  Jamaba Mama is on solid foods and she is even drinking *audible sigh* cow's milk at the sitters.  She won't at home though, flat out refuse to drink cow's milk at home.  I mean she will drink it, hold it in her mouth and then push it out of her mouth faster then you can say yuck or grab a towel.  I laughed the first time but when she did it again... sigh.  Gives the whole "why buy the cow" saying has a whole new meaning right now - ha!


Now, that my sweet baby is a toddler, I feel a little better admitting that I am a failure... at least my body is failing me; to be specific... the boobs.  The girls have been letting me down for weeks now.  I just don't have that need to pump at work any more.  I don't get that signal that I need to and when I do, well, it is not as much as it once was and that was a lot.  I won't tell you how much because you may be jealous but let's just say it was a lot and now that there is not enough - I am/was beside myself. 

Our pediatrician, did recommend adding cow's milk an ounce at a time a few weeks before she turned one to get her use to the other milk.   This turned out to be brilliant advice (did not do that with Goofy... Happy Birthday!  Have some milk!).  Jamba mama had two ounces mixed with 6 ounces of breast milk and puked all over the sitter's husband... still sounds funny when I see it in print.

Thankfully, I had just enough stored, that cut with milk, would reach her birthday (yesterday) and I pumped three 6 ounce bags last week to round off the supply.  I still brought my pump to work yesterday and will probably do so today.  I have been using it as a purse and what if, just what if, today is the day I will have to pump?  sigh.

At home, we are fine.  She nurses when I get home and before bed.  We co-sleep so she will nuzzle up to me during the night if she needs to do so and one more time in the morning before I have to get up to get ready for work.  I know that this will be ending - one day, in the near future.  I am a little sad at that, too.  I am comforted that she will need me for other reasons but... that bond, that connection that I share with her when nursing is an amazing feeling that no drug could replicate.  

I am not sure how I feel about deliberately weaning her from nursing in the sense that I want her off my breast.  When people ask when we will stop by reply is always when she is ready.    As far as the traditional weaning...  the girl wants food and to nurse.  My son wanted only milk.  Weaning is subjective.  Weaning also seems to mean different things to different people.  For me... it is the day before she stops nursing.  Until then... 


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This post is part of the Breastfeeding Blog Hop. You can check out other posts about weaning by clicking the links below:

3.18.2011

Breastfeeding Blog Hop: To Eat or not to Eat

Week 11 of the Breastfeeding Blog Hop

Topic: Introducing Solids

The age old question... okay not really but you get where I am going - When do you give that baby food???

Hosts:

Life With Levi

The Slacker Mom & Diary Of A Devil Dog Wife

This Week’s Guest Host:

My Life With Bug


Food is always such a touchy matter and like EVERYTHING else when it comes to babies and children everybody knows the best way and you are wrong.

What works for one child will inevitably not work with the other child(ren) and in the case of our baby girl, our Jamba Mama, that was certainly true.  Goofy has a love hate relationship with food.  In fact, until he was about 2 1/2 he would rather drink his meals, so to speak.  He was a milk drinker.  He would rather have his sippy of milk then sit down and eat.  It was not until he went to a sitter that he started to really eat.  I use to call her the "Food Whisper" because she could get him to eat.  She was more determined.  I was/am way more laid back.  "He'll eat when he's hungry" has always been my attitude.  I would make it... if he didn't eat, then he didn't eat.

I also have always practiced baby led feeding or baby led weaning.  He tried most things, once and rejected it the next 15 times.  He has always been a big fan of veggies and fruit; he hates meat.  He tolerates chicken and turkey, barely.  He would never eat traditional things liked mashed potatoes (too messy) or meatloaf (too meaty) and would eat, on occasion, Daddy's (only, Daddy's) spaghetti and only if he could not see the meat.  He loved veggie burger (not any more), turkey smokies (still does), cheese (eats this still, too) and yogurt (yep).  He would even eat hummus (no more).  Oh... and bread.  I have never known a kid to eat as much bread as this kid does.  It is ridiculous.  He will still eat bread like it is going out of style.


Jamba Mama - total opposite!  She has been trying to eat since she was four months.  She would do all the actions and get so excited just to sit at the table with us.  Our sitter was chomping at the bit to give her food and what does she give her... a cookie!  It was just a nibble but I swear this baby has not looked back.  One of her favorite snacks, you ask?  Frozen corn!  She eats chili for goodness sakes.


I held out till about six months to start introducing solids and her first baby food was from Earth's Best.  I am big Diapers.com fan and the variety packs were great (btw... coupon code SFEARTH $5 off $25)!  When it was time to move up I tried Sprout, Happy Baby, and Plum. I love all of these products and bebe will never be a Gerber baby.  It stemmed from a hormonal, anti-formula fueled rant against Nestle and makers of formula (and while on my rant - Target, please do not give me a coupon for formula when I buy breast milk storage bags, just saying) but I have cooled down (a bit) to just a conscious decision to buy something that I don't want to make and these companies embody ideals that I can respect.

Besides... who says Gerber has to have the biggest slice of the pie.  There is enough to go around.  Speaking of pie - back to my actual post...

When Jamba Mamba was ready to go on to the next level I switched to Alice.com to buy Plum, Happy Baby and Sprout because they sell in smaller quantities.

The food combinations and paring far exceed anything I would whip up in my kitchen so I am super grateful that these companies came along when thy did because I would be making my own baby food (I was really mad).  And...  I would on, occasion, finish off baby's dinner.  Ha!  Take that Gerber!  You don't have things like: Butternut Squash Macaroni & Cheese, Sweet potato, carrot, apple & cinnamon or Blueberry, Pear & Purple Carrot.

Now, that Jamba Mama is *sniff* a week away from being one, I don't really buy baby food, a side from the occasional Beech-Nut toddler meal and of course, Sprout's new meals with texture option (so freaking tasty!).

Baby likes food which may or may not be good considering my family's  history with food.  She has no problem trying things and some of the foods that she is eating:  black beans, mahi mahi, pineapple, mango, blueberries, hummus, smokies, turkey, chicken, broccoli... you get the idea.

3.10.2011

Breastfeeding Blog Hop: Top 5 Breastfeeding Products

It’s Week 10 of the Breastfeeding Blog Hop

Topic: Breastfeeding Products


Can't you just picture them discussing Breastfeeding Products?

My Top 5
(High Fidelity Style)

1. Boppy.  Nothing better than a boppy (or similarly made one)















2. Lansinoh Breastmilk Storage Bags if you plan on pumping you need a way to store your milk and these, I have found, to be the best. 














3. Many, many nursing bras...  Bras to sleep in...  Bras to feel sexy in...  Bras for everyday...  Buy a lot.  Buy in bulk because you wear them 24/7.














4. Something to do while pumping or nursing.  My personal favorite is my iPod touch because I can watch a movie while I pump or play Angry Birds when I am nursing. 














5.  Baby Bond Couture Nursing Sash/Belly Band.  I love this product!  I












So there it is... My top 5 favorite breastfeeding products ala High Fidelity.  I love you John Cusack.

This Week’s Guest Host:
Breastfeeding Arts

Want to participate in this week’s blog hop?
Here’s what you need to do:
  1. Find a post on your blog related to this week’s topic – Breastfeeding Products. You can write a new post, or use a past post. Current giveaways for Breastfeeding Products may be linked so long as they are current and you include “Giveaway” in your linky entry.
  2. Link up your post. (Be sure to use the URL for your post, not your blog homepage). Have more than one post you want to add? Go ahead and link them all!
  3. Add the linky code to the bottom of your post, then copy/paste these guidelines above the linky.


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2.24.2011

Breastfeeding Blog Hop: Milestones

It’s Week 8 of the Breastfeeding Blog Hop

TOPIC: MILESTONES



Today my Bebe, my Jamba Mama, my sweet baby girl is 11 months old and we have been nursing and pumping for 11 months now and I am not sure I see an end in sight, well... at least not for the nursing part... the pumping part might be coming to an end.


You see *gulp* I have not been able to pump at work... not for lack of a place to do it, but that urgency is not there as it was since I went back to work.  I have gone from pumping twice a day and 8 - 10 ounces each time to nada, nothing, zip.

I am slightly heartbroken over this because I was hoping that I would be able to provide milk for her longer then I did my son but as the fates seem to have other plans...

Our wonderful pediatrician has suggested slowly adding cow milk to her breast milk to get her use to it instead of presenting her with a cup of milk on her first birthday.

I know that we will still nurse at night as I am still her human pacifier and I have said before that I will stop when she is ready, but... What if when she is ready - I am not?

This happened with my son, except with my son... he wanted to stop nursing.  And he did.  He wanted to see everything that was going on around him.  He wanted to hold his bottle and he did not want me.  I remember trying to offer him my breast and feeling rejected because he did not want it.  I was heartbroken.  I pumped for another month and then I dried up... sigh.

My Bebe girl, however, loves to nurse and I will continue to nurse for as long as she wants - even if it is just nights and weekends. 

2.17.2011

Breastfeeding Blog Hop: Sweet Support

It’s Week 7 of the Breastfeeding Blog Hop

Topic: Sweet Support

My last blog hop post touches on the support I had with my first baby (here in case you want to read it). I was lovingly pushed into breastfeeding by the women I worked with and it was the best thing that came out of that job. I miss those women and their friendships more then I ever would have expected... but I digress... I do think that is why I am such a big supporter now and want to share some of my stories about nursing and pumping.

I am and was blessed to work for not one but two companies that gave me the time and space to pump for my children and a wonderful husband who encourages me everyday. I know how hard it was for him, especially in the beginning, when he wanted to feed our son and then later when our daughter wanted only to nurse, shunning the bottle.

Lucky does not being to describe how I feel about breastfeeding. There are so many stories out there of the women who have had problems that I want to share mine - to let soon to be moms know that there is hope... not everyone has horrible experiences to over come but some of us are able to nurse with minimal problems. Even the moms who where not as lucky as I am still were able to nurse and overcome there obstacles with support. We live in a great time to be able to Google help and find it, lactation consultants, midwives and nurses who care and more hospitals are turning to a baby friendly atmosphere. Support can often be found in the unlikeliest of places and if you still can't find it then email me :)

Can you believe it a post with out me referring to my tits! Well...

Breastfeeding Blog Hop
**We have a new format, please check out the details below**

Hosts:

Life With Levi

The Slacker Mom & Diary Of A Devil Dog Wife

This Week’s Guest Host:

 Tales From The Nursery

Here are the guidelines for this blog hop:

  1. Add yourself to the linky below. You may link up your blog homepage OR link directly to a post related to this week’s topic.
  2. Grab the button (code can be found below) and display it on your blog.
  3. Show your hosts some love – follow them on GFC. Leave a comment that you found them through the BFing Blog Hop so they can follow you back!
  4. Check out some of the other blogs that linked up – the more blogs you follow (and comment on), the more followers you’ll gain.
  5. Guest Hosts will be chosen from the previous week’s blog hop participants.

And... in case you missed my tweets and status updates - I have a contest going on!  Enter, enter now...

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    2.11.2011

    Breastfeeding Blog Hop: Uh Oh... Booby Traps

    It’s Week 6 of the Breastfeeding Blog Hop.
    This week’s topic is: OBSTACLES

    When I was pregnant with my first... I was SO not going to nurse.  I was going to feed that kid formula and as soon as possible he was going to be eating table food.  HA!  I also did not think I could or would ever have children and was certainly  not going to breastfeed if I did by some random chance get knocked up... HA!  

    Fast forward through the denial, struggle and eventual acceptance that I would have a bouncing baby and I discovered that there were four other woman in my office pregnant.  I feel bad now for my co-workers at the time who had to put up with us but eh...  that is another story.  All we did was talk about our pregnancy and those who had kids regaled us with their birth stories and when we finished with THAT we talked about the actual babies and all baby related stuff.  All this talk and you know breastfeeding would come up and would you believe it was peer pressure TO breastfeed that got me to try it!  That and the promise that I would lose the baby weight faster helped.  It helped a lot.

    Looking back I can not believe I stuck with it though.  I delivered at an urban hospital that gave out formula samples like beads at mardi gra... Tits?  Have some formula!  I think I saw more social workers then nurses and I was so doped up that I can honestly say that I think I slept through most of my stay there.  No one came to visit me and the Husband (then the Baby Daddy) was moving us into a bigger apartment.  I vaguely remember a lactation consultant coming in but I don't have a clue what she talked about but I think we talked about pumping because a medical grade pump that look like a medieval torture chamber was in my room the next day.... I digress.  

    Once home... baby and I were naturals.  We bonded from the get and nothing stopped us.  I was nervous because he would only nurse from one breast and only for 8 minutes a session.  My amazing pediatrician reassured me it was normal and he was making all his milestones.  When I went back to work I HAND PUMPED twice a day until he was nine months and then... I dried up.   I did have enough stored up that he only had a can maybe two of formula but all in all I was very lucky.  Of course, now I know there are things I could have done to keep baby nursing and keep milk supply up but...  we survived and there were so many other things I could stress about (and did).  Besides... I was not going to have another baby again...

    My second baby I had in a neighborhood hospital that is geared to mom and baby.  They believe in kangaroo care, I did not have to be strapped down with monitors and I got to start nursing within minuets of her birth...  it was so beautiful and I was not doped on any additional drugs, don't get me wrong I had an epidural but once that wore off I did not even take a Tylenol.... at least not till I got home.

    Jamba Mama LOVES to nurse and will do it for as long as she possibly can and then will just suck... and suck.  Now that she is older it is not as bad but since we co-sleep all she has to do is roll over and oops there it is and she will nurse.  Of course, because, of this she actually drinks less while at the sitters... all the same my milk supply is starting to dwindle again.  I went from pumping, twice a day to sometimes once... I do have some stored for the sitters but...  We may just be nursing at night and have to forgo pumping at work; deplete the back up supply.  Again... not going to worry because she is healthy and happy and will soon be drinking organic milk, from a cow and not from a lab.

    Other then being a human pacifier because this baby wants nothing to do but nurse...  I have been very lucky that the traditional obstacles did not persuade me to stop sooner and that my initial support group kept me on track.   In fact, it is because of the woman that have fallen victim to these booby traps; seeing their struggle made me more resolved to continue nursing.  Wendy (@ABCGP) this week's guest host included the following in her blog post:
    Common obstacles to breastfeeding are many, including:
    • Interventions during birth that delay the initial breastfeeding experience, making it harder to initiate…
    • A myriad of health issues and physical differences (mom or baby) that can cause difficulties without the specific knowledge of how to accommodate or fix them
    • Sneaky formula samples or propaganda featuring charts on transitioning your baby to formula as though it were just the normal, expected thing to do…
    • Well-meaning but misinformed peers telling you that you can try to breastfeed, but it most likely won’t work (because it “didn’t work” for them) so you should have a backup plan…
    • Workplaces that are not supportive of breastfeeding or do not allow working moms the time and space to pump as needed…
    • A cultural perception of breastfeeding as “weird” or “inappropriate,”  which can cause women to not want to breastfeed, or cause them to feel self-conscious, ashamed, or even fearful of confrontation when they have to feed their babies away from home…
    • That friend or family member who wants you to hide away – even at home – and constantly tells you that it’s time to stop nursing now for one reason or another…
    Did I mention that Jamba Mama is now 10 months and 3 weeks and is still nursing!  Just have to keep the pumping going at work and we will be okay.

    2.04.2011

    Breastfeeding Blog Hop: I see your tits!

    It’s Week 5 of the weekly Breastfeeding Blog Hop
    but for me, well, week 1 and it is about - Nursing in Public!

    The purpose is to link up to and connect with other breastfeeding-friendly bloggers!





    In grade school, I was embarrassed by my  breasts. When I was in High school, I hid them. College, I celebrated them. When I was working as a bartender and waiting tables, I exploited them. Sex elevated them. Motherhood made me proud to have them.

    I guess you could call it a love hate relationship in the beginning but after I was over the shame that I had in grade school over having them first I can honestly say they are perfect.

    Tits, ta tas, hooters, melons, jugs, boobs, bazongas, bazooms, bust, cans, the girlsbreasts.

    Mine have been seen at Mardi Gras, felt up by more gay men then I can remember (that is the highest form of complement I have ever had), they play an active role in my sex life… so why am I going to hid them when my bébé needs to eat?

    I am not going to say that I have always been 100% comfortable but that has more to do with the roll of fat under my tits then the baby attached. I am a muffin top mama, but eh… I’m working on it. Mean time… I will continue to nurse when bébé is hungry whether it is at the Lilith concert, the doctor’s office or at gymnastics while the kindergartner is doing his thing. I am proud that my fun bags can be used for more then just eye candy.

    So let them hang out sisters! Nurse in public, be proud! Let’s show the world that our boobs are not just for looking but that actually work as intended! And if they can do it on Sesame Street (in the 70's no less) why not Main Street!





    If you’re new to blog hops, please check out this post by Jen from Life With Levi: How To Blog Hop
    Here are the guidelines for this blog hop:
    1. Follow the 3 blog hosts for the week (spots #1-3). Spot #3 features a blogger randomly selected from the previous week’s blog hop.
    2. Link up your breastfeeding-friendly blog so others can find it. If you have posted about breastfeeding (and/or pumping) in the past or plan to post about breastfeeding, that’s you!
    3. Check out some of the other blogs from the Linky. Be sure to leave a comment on each blog that you found them through the Breastfeeding Blog Hop so they can follow you back!
    4. Repost the linky (link for the code is in the lower right-hand corner of the linky below) on your blog to help promote the blog hop. Be sure to add some info about YOU so others have a place to say “Hi” & let you know they’re following.
    5. Grab the button if you’d like and display it in your linky post or your sidebar.
    6. This blog hop will be active from Thursday, 02/3 – Sunday, 02/6.
    7. Be sure to include these guidelines when you add the Blog Hop Linky Code to your blog.




    Co-Hosts: @playersnamed and @mmumma
    This Week’s Guest Host: @briemarisa1977

    11.07.2010

    Oozing goo and being human

    The Bebe is sick.

    Her nose a mess with oozing goo.

    When she cries, she screams.

    She sounds like an old woman, who smokes too much when she is reduced to crying because she can't scream anymore.

    She wakes her self choking with snot rolling down her throat.

    She can sleep on my chest and will only let me lie down when she is ready to nurse or pacifies her self with me.

    I am a human pacifier. 



    I am exhausted.

    She is exhausted.

    My heart is just breaking that I can not help her through this part of being human.

    It will pass.

    It is just a cold.

    It could be way worse and for that, again, I am thankful.

    Hopefully, both kids are done being sick... at least for this week anyway.

    How do you comfort a sick baby?

    10.08.2010

    Thanks for letting me know I have a flat...

    I usually don't have the funny nursing stories but I have to admit that this one kind of is...

    Last weekend I took my kindergartner to his first birthday of the school year at Little Gym. This is also his first birthday party that I actually could have dropped him off and left but not knowing that I had no plans so I decided to hang out.

    I should also clarify that not only did I not have plans to say... grocery shop while he partied... I also left my wallet and all credit cards and access to cash at home sitting right next to my cell phone. Who really needs those things anyway? Right…?

    10.07.2010

    Bad blogger, bad! (aka: Everything that has been going on since my last post...)

    Bad blogger, bad! (aka:  Everything that has been going on since my last post...)

    I started this blog with the best of intentions and got overwhelmed in the overload of information (and blogs) out there in cyberspace. lol. 

    Here is why I am way behind...

    My goofy little boy survived his first few weeks in kindergarten and has not had one bad report!   No hitting, no kicking, no knocking other kids down... makes me wonder what the hell the preschool teachers were doing and why they had so many problems with him at their school.  His kindergarten teacher thinks he is just a regular 5 year old *phew*.

    His preschool teacher insisted that there was something wrong with him (and tried her best to find it).  She also took advantage of our willingness to "believe the teacher" and had us convinced (all be it a short time) that there could be something wrong.  It was easy to do since some of the things she brought up I had wondered about as well.  To this day he has issues coordinating him self to ride a bike and following more then three steps in directions occasionally baffles him.  He is also quite cerebral and can spend long periods of time in his own little world.  Oh, to shove in her face all the proof that he is normal and she is a nut job... but alas I digress.  I am now dealing with him and his new girlfriend and his hurt feelings when she wants to play with other kids and when she made fun him for liking to wear dresses...  which he no longer does because he discovered that boys don't... eh, bound to happen sooner or later and much to the relief of the Husband.  To clarify: his idea of a dress is to wrap a blanket around his waist lol.

    My Jamba Mama is 6 months and 3 weeks!  Which means that I have been nursing successfully for SIX months and THREE weeks!!!  YAY!  Not that this is an accomplishment per say...  I nursed my son longer then that but he refused to nurse right around eight months and there was nothing I could do to change his mind.  So... I pumped for another month and almost made it a formula free.  Ironically, he is way more interested in the concept now lol.  I also think my kids have seen my tits more then the Husband these last six months.  My secondary goal is to teach Goofy that boobs are not just for sex.  :)

    I have been obsessed recently with breast feeding articles and studies on formula and baby food.  I decided to buy organic baby food or make my own, partly because of a certain big name baby food maker is really not what I thought them to be and also because it feels right.  I was mislead by their pretty website, helpful information and lured by their free samples and coupons.  Why I actually started looking at different options had to do with their "recommended" feeding schedule.  All though they do adhere to the six month guideline for starting solid foods, they seem to recommend giving a lot of food right from the start.  I was shocked and dismayed at their idea of what baby should eat especially a baby that is still nursing.  I am also hyper-sensitive to the obesity thing...  my family breeds big and all though I was a skinny kid, I filled out fast when I hit high school.  I really don't want to make the mistake of her picking up my bad habits. 
     
    better babies
    I am also overwhelmed with the negativity that breastfeeding actually gets (still) and pissed that it has more to do with the big bad formula companies (and did you know they help fund an American Academy of Pediatrics initiative and function) just as much as with those who only see sex when they look at women's bodies. Never mind the crazy amount of scare tactic studies (one example) that are out there to discourage breastfeeding.  All this talk about Government staying out of big business when really it is the other way around.

    Thankfully... there are many great blogs and websites out there to help navigate the uncertainties and to help read between the lines but it is really difficult to figure out the truth among all the information out in print, on line and on TV.  Add to all that the AAP's partnership? Ugh!  So, instead of second guessing (and sometimes guessing three and four more times), I have to just trust my instincts and hope for the best; trusting that I am doing right.  Same goes for all moms out there.  We really need to support each other more... even if our opinion and decisions differ.

    7.28.2010

    Pump, Pump, Pump it Up

    A friend asked me, "when are you going to stop nursing?"  My answer...  "I don't know, when she doesn't want it anymore."  I had no idea that I had a choice in the matter.

    Okay.. I know that in theory I have a choice but really...  I don't.  Jamba Mama likes to nurse.  She will drink just enough milk throughout the day to keep her happy and once she is home, we nurse for at least an hour or more.  How can I deny her?  I nursed my four year old until he was eight months and then kept pumping for another month but I often wonder...  how the hell I did it for that long?   What if baby wants to go longer then that? What if she stops today?  I would be devastated because I love being the only one to give her nourishment but I also look forward to the day when my breasts become mine again... until then I will continue to pump, stocking my Frigidaire and nursing at night/weekends.

    I have not been to a concert in years... in fact I think the last concert I went to my boy was a year old.  My best friend and his s/o when to see Dave Matthew's at Blossom.  When it was announced that Lilith was returning after all these years I was bound and determined to go this time and the planets seem to be aligning for this to happen.  The husband was off, the tickets were bought on sale ($10!) and I had days left at work to take!

    And, than...

    The  husband was scheduled to work overtime and over night.   I discovered I can not go longer than four hours without baby or electricity.  I thought for sure these tickets were going to join the other three years that I could not go...  Lilith Fair 1997: flat tire, 1998: transmission failure and 1998: lived with an asshole.  Each year I had tickets; each year I did not make it.

    Here it is 2010 and again I would not be going...  then our amazing sitter said she would watch Goofy and what the heck... let's bring the bebe!  I even made a booby cover to nurse in "private" (that lasted once, then I just flopped the boob out... celebration of women!).



    We originally had lawn seats but for $10 more we "jumped the fence" and got great pavilion seats...  since our original tickets were a one day, one concert, no fee promotion through LiveNation.com we only paid $10 for them.  $20 to see Sarah McLachlan, Mary J. Blige and Sara Bareilles (plus some other female bands that were good, too)!!!

    It was a great day!  Mama was a rockstar...  she/we were stopped often and other then a few drunks that were a little annoying it was great.  She won't remember but I will have a story to tell her.

    I did have a little guilt about her being in the pavilion because it was loud.  I came prepared with ear plugs and I held them in the whole time to insure she did not go deaf...  she slept through Mary J and Sarah for the most part.  She woke a couple times when the bass boomed or her ear plug fell out but other then that she was out.  *phew*  I have to admit though...  I danced around her in the morning clapping my hands to make sure she could hear; a little afraid that she slept because she was already deaf from the loudness of a rock concert lol.

    One of the funniest stories from that day was right in the beginning...  I had to nurse and the boys needed beer so off they went and I parked myself at a picnic table where some other women were already sitting.

    When I was finished I  started talking to the women around me who were there to see Mary J.  Having the baby there made for an easy conversation starter and as we talked the boys came back.  The women would look at me, then at one of the boys and then back to the baby... finally one asked "which one is the father?"  I nearly pee'd I laughed so hard.  The look on the boys' faces were priceless especially my bff's boyfriend!  You would think they just told him that they were going to cut off his right arm.

    The concert was great, I am still nursing and my little man will be turning 5 years old next month...  Kindergarten in the fall!  Pump It Up for his birthday.  Oh boy!  Put the deposit down and we wrote out the invites.  I let him write his friend's name out and not only did a god job he can recognize their names.  Genius I tell you, genius. 

    I f you told me 5 1/2 years ago that this would be my life I would have had a stroke.  This was not the plan...  thank God/Goddess for unanswered prayers.  Off to nurse the bebe...
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