Did you breastfeed your child(ren)? What did you learn from round one that impacted or might impact round two?
When Elena was born, I struggled with breastfeeding. Instead of focusing on her solely, I felt incredible guilt that I was depriving Susanna of much needed Mom time. I resented Elena for needing to eat. I hated the act and felt lonely and worried about that because I had loved it with Susanna.
Somehow, though I knew breastfeeding was best for both Elena and me, things in my head, in my emotions, in my hormones, in something else were off. They didn’t right themselves until very recently.
I looked at Elena. Four giggling, wiggling months of life old. It clicked somehow. An internal switch. I heard a friend’s voice remind me to enjoy every moment, for they are little for only so long.
I allowed that understanding to connect my heart, emotions, hormones, and whatever else was off. And in that moment, I found my bliss in breastfeeding Elena.
No longer was it a chore. No longer was it about taking time away from Susanna. No longer was it about wondering how she could be hungry yet again.
In that moment it was about joy, and love, and the little fingers that grasped my shirt as her sister never had. It was about nourishing her with food, time, and love. It was about gratitude for our ability to weather the last four months. It was about embracing the moment and each other, as Mother and Daughter do when they breastfeed.
What are your experiences with breastfeeding round two? What wonderings do you have if you are about to embark on breastfeeding round two soon or down the line perhaps?