We’ve just arrived back from our lovely little holiday and I am totally exhausted! I expect to fully recover from the horrors of travelling with a baby sometime in 2025. This coming week I’ll be sharing loads of info about what we got up to on our trip to Crete along with some helpful (?) tips about travelling with a baby and what to pack. As I’m currently in a vegetative state I’m extremely pleased to have the privilege of hosting another guest post today.
Sophie is a blogger, vlogger and Mum to Lily & Alexander. Sophie uses her blog to write about family life, food and recipes, products she loves and crafts she shares day in the life videos on her Youtube channel.
Today I’m sharing with you a little about Sophie’s breastfeeding journey with her two children. Sophie breastfed her daughter Lily until she self weaned at 12 months, her son Alexander took a more relaxed approach weaning at 21 months. Read on to find out more about the highs and lows of both her feeding experiences.
Alexander turned 21 months on the 2nd April and a few days later breastfeeding had come to an end. It felt pretty natural; I had started night weaning him a few months before and it gently just petered out. The main thing is that it felt right for both of us; he was ready and I was ready.
I had always anticipated that I would breastfeed and I have, but it certainly wasn’t a bed of roses. Breastfeeding is the most hardest, natural thing a mother can do.
Best moments of breastfeeding
– The snuggly bonds with Lily and with Alexander and watching their newborn baby cheeks (and jowls!) quiver as they draw the hind-milk.
– Listening to their contented sighs whilst feeding and watching the number of suckles slow as they start falling asleep, but then rapidly start up again with sudden hunger if I dared to think or start to move them.
– Feeding them at night with minimal effort; with Lily she slept in a moses basket and joined us from around 4 am for morning feeds and with Alexander we coslept from the start (aside from whilst at hospital in the post-labour ward and when Alexander was readmitted for jaundice)
– Being able to feed anywhere, anytime. On the train, whilst camping, you name it.
Not so best moments of breastfeeding
– Vasospasm! Oh the agony – but there seems to be loads more info about it on the net now in comparison to 4 years ago.
– Using breast pads and wondering whether anyone can see the outline of the pads through the nursing bra and tops. I certainly experienced a bit of paranoia whilst walking around our local shopping centre and I wondered whether it was the slightly bulkier bamboo breast pads (or newly acquired jumbo boobies!)
– Feeling obliged to throw a muslin over the head of the baby whilst feeding near nearby people who can’t stop staring and tutting. I didn’t do this on many occasions with Alexander though, I only experienced negative comments when feeding Lily out and about, but I was braver and more confident the second time around.
– On approaching Alexander’s first birthday I experienced more and more comments enquiring when I was going to stop breastfeeding and comments such as “you won’t be doing it that much longer, he’ll be one soon!”. I got very sick and tired of having to constantly explain that I will feed him until he is ready. To which I got several replies along the lines of “you’ll be feeding him til he is 4/15/40!”. Ironically these comments came from people I would have expected support from and to be honest I expected better from them. Firstly, is it anyone else’s business? I have explained once, do I have to repeat myself again, and again? These kind of comments really heightened around the age of 12-14 months but in the last few months I haven’t heard a peep, so perhaps they took the hint.
– Occasional biting and pulling. Lily bit me quite hard in the few days just before she finished feeding and the pain stunned me for a few hours. Luckily I didn’t experience that with Alexander! She has had a habit of turning around mid-feed to look over her shoulder, pulling my nipple with her then enthusiastically letting it go, ouch that hurt!
Lily self-weaned at 12 months and both of us were happy with that and she progressed onto cows milk. Alexander had a longer, much more gradual weaning process and we were both going in the same direction and we were both ready to stop. I offered him a feed to test him a week after feeding finished and he actually laughed at me!
I hope you enjoyed reading about Sophie’s experiences as much as I did. I can certainly relate to a lot of her best and worst moments! It seems like Luisa is never done pulling out my hair and catching at my face when I’m trying to feed her. I also think my favourite thing about breastfeeding Luisa is that she’s so portable. As long as we’re together she can always eat and believe me she’s sat down for lunch in some odd places!
More from Sophie and Lily’s breastfeeding series will be up on her blog soon, including experience with vasospasm and pumps. Please pop over to Sophies blog to say hello, you can also catch up with her adventurers on Youtube / Twitter / Instagram