This is World Breastfeeding Week and I thought, since I am very passionate about breastfeeding, I thought I’d address why I do it.
I know I really recently wrote a post on how much I love nursing so today I want to share a few photos of my boys and how nursing has enhanced my life.
Before I had kids I always knew I wanted to breastfeed and when I became pregnant I looked forward with excitement and determination. My plan was to exclusively breastfeed until six months and then start supplementing solids and hopefully be able to nurse until two years old. However, those plans were somewhat foiled by the conception of this guy.
I nursed through the first half of my pregnancy but then my body decided baby took precedence over milk production and Avery caught on pretty quick that nothing was coming out so he stopped asking to nurse *sniff*. I survived. So I nursed him for fifteen months and they were incredible. Nursing comforted, nurtured, bonded and promoted health for both of us. I will never regret one second of it.
But now he’s a big brother and Eli is the one nursing. He went from this little tiny person…
To a big boy with thunder thighs.
I am cherishing every second because I know all too well that it doesn’t last forever and I will miss with heartache when it’s gone.
I am so grateful to be blessed with the ability to give my boys’ the best start available. 
It has grown me into a woman who understands how big love can grow, how deep sacrifice can pay off, and capable the body that was created for me is. It’s a beautiful thing. Also? It’s free……and burns calories…..and doesn’t dirty dishes…and a million other reasons.
So celebrate this week by hugging your mom, wife, or child.
Tagged: breastfeeding, motherhood, nursing, World Breastfeeding Week
Although at times I feel frustrated by my daughter [now 22 months old] nursing during my pregnancy [I'm in my third trimester] due to the sheer discomfort of it at this point, I wouldn’t give it up for the world. I stopped producing milk around the same time you did, but my goodness, she’s been persistent. She nearly weaned herself a few weeks ago…until my pregnancy colostrum came through. The first time I heard her swallow again she looked up at me and all but shouted, “Miiiiwwwkk!”
I fully and totally love breastfeeding, support it in others whenever I get the opportunity. I’m a little disturbed [and disgusted, honestly] about the comments I’ve seen on social media networks, though. It’s no wonder so many women feel pressured to give it up–breastfeeding is widely shamed, evidently. I can’t imagine why; to me, it’s the most natural thing to do with your child.
I recall something you said not long ago–nursing is the surest source of comfort for your baby. Every time my little one asks for milk and wiggles into my lap to nurse, I think of that, and it stops my frustration in its tracks.