It took me a while to fall in love with breastfeeding. With my oldest daughter I did it because everyone told me that I had to. I was a naive first time mom that hadn’t a clue about parenting. I listened to those that incessantly told me that it was necessary for me to breastfeed my daughter, but failed to mention to me how hard it could be.
I struggled with it for months before I was finally comfortably nursing her. It took me nearly a year before I was okay with doing it outside of my home and around those other than my husband and family. Now nearly five years later with three kids, my breastfeeding journey has come a long way. I was prepared with what to expect with my next two kids. I knew I didn’t have to breastfeed them, but I waited to see how they took to it before declaring that was the way we were going to go.
It also became much easier. My youngest two latched on right away. This made it much less stressful for me as I could easily nurse them on demand wherever and whenever. My son Macks has been exclusively breastfed since he was born and I plan to nurse him until he weans on his own time. I’m enjoying nursing more than I ever thought that I would. Maybe it’s because Macks is most likely my last, maybe it’s because there’s no more pressure, or maybe it’s simply because I know that this is right for both of us.
While I don’t claim to be an expert on breastfeeding, having breastfed three children for more than two years combined, I do know what things have helped me along the way. Here are a some things that have proven essential to me …