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It’s WBW!

It’s World Breastfeeding week (Aug 1st-8th 2013)

We have asked a few dedicated Frugi mums to share their own personal experiences of breastfeeding with us;

Emily; mum to Natalie, Ryan and Lucas   emily seyler

I’m coming to the end of my breastfeeding journey, and if I could pass on one thing it’s to trust your instincts, you know your baby best!

I’ve fed a reflux baby who wouldn’t gain weight. We had constant pressure from the health visitor to switch to formula; she even suggested that my milk wasn’t good enough! When we started solids her weight soared, her reflux improved and now at nearly 6, she’s the tallest in her class and perfectly healthy.

I’ve fed a comfort feeder who wouldn’t take a dummy. This time, the health visitor left us alone as he was gaining weight. Turns out he was the one with health problems! I also had the joy of stopping him earlier than he wanted as little brother was due. He wasn’t impressed…

I’m still feeding my youngest at nearly 2 1/2. Only at bedtime, not every night, but I’m letting him stop when he’s ready. When his weight gain slowed, I didn’t worry. When the sleepless nights started, I knew they would end. When he took a dummy, I cheered! And when he stops I’ll probably cry, because overall the journey has been a good one.

Sally; mum to four girls; Seren, Merri , Nerys  and Lyra    sally

When I was pregnant with my first I had no doubt I would breast feed. It certainly wasn’t one of the things I was worrying about in the run up to her birth, after all, it’s the most natural thing in the world, we were born to do it, how hard could it be? Well, harder than I imagined, because although, yes we are born to breastfeed, that doesn’t mean we don’t have to learn (and I mean mummy and baby) how to do it. But those first three rather painful, sometimes tearful months, and the many wonderful ones that followed after, as I fed each of my girls to round the one year mark, are some of my proudest and fondest parenting moments. Seeing my beautiful girls grow happily and healthily in their first months and knowing it is all down to me, well, that is a truly amazing feeling. I will be so sad when my forth little baby decides it’s time for her to stop breastfeeding, because despite sometimes wishing daddies could breastfeed too so I could have a break (possibly a symptom of having spent the last 6 1/2 years either pregnant or breastfeeding, or both; and yes I know there’s always expressing), I feel so privileged to have shared this uniquely special relationship with my babies.

 

wendyWendy; Mum to three boys Jack, Luke and Dan

My older sons were both born by emergency section, two years apart.  Although I was left feeling rough, they were born healthy and well and took to breastfeeding straightaway.  I had the usual concerns, but it was all relatively straightforward.  Dan, DS3, was born at 35+5, due to uterine infection and placental abruption, my third caesarean and was taken straight to special care.  He needed a nasal tube and formula to supplement as I pumped to get colostrum for him.  On his fourth day, confident that he could feed and that my milk was in, I told the nurses how keen I was for him to be fully breastfed.  They were happy to help and within 24 hours his nasal tube was out and he was discharged from SCBU to room with me for the remainder of his stay.  At 10 weeks, he was diagnosed with tongue tie (clipped “under the table” by an amazing ENT surgeon, who does it for free, because there is no funding available).  I have clocked up approximately 65 months of breastfeeding and am grateful for all the support I received to make it possible.

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