Little Brother N lay in my arms screaming at me to feed him; desperately pleading with me to give him what he wanted. I tried to remain calm and rely on the different ideas and tools I had read about or learned while nursing our older son for more than 14 months. I used a soothing voice and tried to coax him to me. When I switched sides, he still wasn’t interested. When I moved positions, he looked at me like I was the worst mom in the world. After what felt like hours but was likely a handful of minutes, I gave in and offered him a bottle. He settled in and smiled at me with his eyes. Continue reading
I was anxious with anticipation as I lay in the ultrasound room waiting to find out if I was having a boy or girl. It was my choice last time to wait to find out the sex of Big Brother N. This time, Seano really wanted to know. Prior to our 20-week appointment we had decided we would find out the sex of our growing baby. Little Brother N wasn’t cooperating as the ultrasound tech drove the wand over my belly and we waited and waited for what felt like hours but was probably mere seconds. Finally, she said, “Oh, I can tell what you are!” She proceeded to type, “Oh boy, I’m a boy!” on the ultrasound screen next his male parts. We were going to have another baby boy! Several things immediately went through my head: little boys love their mommas so hard, and I was going to be lucky enough to get to experience this again; a built in best friend for Big Brother N; and we would hardly need anything as I kept EVERYTHING from Big Brother N’s babyhood. So far, it seems I’m right on all three accounts. Continue reading
Kerstin’s post last week about her choice to work and raise a family was a powerful one. Although there are tough parts, we both take pride in our thriving families and careers. She and I often talk about the blessings and trials of being working mommies. For me, one of the challenges is nursing my babies. Continue reading
Thank you for coming back today to share in our “Happy, Healthy & Loved. Stop the Mommy Wars!” series. It was so fun to unveil our photo project this week in Happy, Healthy & Loved. Stop the Mommy Wars! Part I. With each corresponding image, we are excited to describe the very personal choices we have made. Also, this is the way we are choosing to address “Mommy Wars” and we are honored to share in this process with you. We hope our images, coupled with the reasons we made these decisions, help to invoke fresh ideas and acceptance for mothers everywhere. We each do things a little differently, but our kiddos still turn out to be happy, healthy, and loved!
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I’m taking a step back in time to talk about N’s tongue-tie. First, I want to introduce tongue-tie, or ankyloglossia. According to the Mayo Clinic, tongue-tie is a condition that restricts the tongue’s range of motion due to an unusually short, thick, band of tissue (lingual frenulum) tethering the bottom of the tongue’s tip to the floor of the mouth. There are varying levels of severity and the need to correct the condition, through a frenectomy procedure, is based on each individual situation and doctor’s recommendation. Basically, the frenectomy procedure consists of numbing the mouth, clipping the tissue attaching the tongue to the bottom of the mouth, and cauterizing it to stop the bleeding. I have read that tongue-tie is more common in boys than girls and that it does run in families. Interestingly, my niece was tongue-tied and I was lip-tied. There are all several kinds of tissue ties that occur in the mouth. If you are concerned your child might have one, contact your doctor or dentist.
It was difficult for me to share “The Start of a Movement: Baby A’s Birth Story Part I.” It has been an even bigger challenge to muster the courage to share Part II. Thank you for joining in on my healing journey. Recovering physically and emotionally from a less than desirable birth experience has been harder than I imagined. Very special recognition goes out to all of you who have sent forth your support, prayers, positive thoughts, healing words, stellar advice and wonderful advocacy. I love each of you in the most sincere form and from a place of ultimate gratitude.
Nursing our son was one of the most wonderful experiences I encountered during his first days and months on this earth. Many things contributed to our nursing success including a supportive husband and raw dedication. I highly encourage every mom to breastfeed.
Along with supporting the health of our babies, there is a magical emotional state we can experience as mommies through this bonding process.
Every situation is different and we all have varying experiences, but I found certain products to be wonderful assets in our breastfeeding evolution. This is the list of items that helped us in our nursing journey: Continue reading
Weaning our son after 14 months of nursing came with strong and specific feelings. They included freedom, mommy guilt, relief, and grief. I’ve heard of babies who wean themselves. I’ve also heard of moms who “dry up” leaving little choice about the end of natural nourishing for moms and babies. Neither of these things were true for me and our son.
Just as I grieved the loss of my pregnancy the closer my due date drew, I also mourned the loss of our nursing experience. Continue reading