Happy World Breastfeeding Week! Today I’m pulling an entry from last year’s
–Originally posted Aug 3rd 2016–
World Breastfeeding week is a time where moms get to talk about their struggles and their own breastfeeding journey. It can be a week where breastfeeding moms get to feel pride in all they’ve overcome and achieved. Often times breastfeeding moms feel they need to hide, especially after they’ve hit the 12 month mark. So it’s really nice to see breastfeeding in a positive light.
Sometimes WBW comes across as breastfeeding moms trying to ‘prove’ they’re better. Sometimes some breastfeeding moms use this week to shame those who are formula feeding.
Many formula feeding moms feel this week may be an attack on them personally.
None of that is what this week is about.
This week over on MamaKat’s site one of the themes is to pick a picture from your instagram from last month and talk about it. Of course I love instagram! So here we go:
Both Little Miss & Blue had a dentist check up after Easter (because that’s perfect timing, right?) Their dentist is absolutely amazing. We’ve been with him about 11 years with the kids. He’s a pediatric dentist and is great with the kids. They love going, seriously! The only problem is that the dentist is way across town, and I take the bus, so it’s two buses across town. On top of that the office is busy and it’s really hard to maneuver the stroller in there (plus, the two bus thing) So I figured it would make my trip 100 times easier to just wear her. I haven’t worn her for a while, being a toddler means she’s more on the go and doesn’t want to be up as much. She seemed to be very content in the tula that day, except when I was sitting to wait for the dentist. She fell asleep on the way home, snuggled up close, just like she did when she was a smaller baby. I settled back on my long ride home and just breathed in my sleeping girl.
Sleep, a theme from Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop
“Does she sleep through the night?” this is one of the first questions all parents get when they have babies. At first you nervously giggle and look around. “um.. no..not quite” that question sticks with you. Later that night as you’re awake feeding and changing a baby for the 100th time that night you wonder if all the other babies are sleeping yet (they aren’t) Should yours be? Are you failing at parenting already? What if they never sleep through the night? What if you never sleep through the night? These questions start to haunt you.
Of course us been there/done that moms don’t seem worried when it comes to second plus babies. Why? Because we know. We know there will come a time when they’ll sleep through the night. When they won’t wake and look for you. Even later on when they won’t want just one more story or cuddle. When they happily go up to bed on their own. That one day you’ll read them their last bedtime story, or that it will be the last night they hop in your bed for a cuddle, or the last time they wake in the night reaching for you. Only the kicker is you won’t know it’s the last time, so you won’t know to take it all in to memory. No matter how many kids you have it just hits you one day that it’s been a while since your little has woken up looking for you. And it makes you a little sad. (Yes, really)
Last week when we were all sick Lady Girl crawled in our bed. It’s been a long time since I’ve found her there. I got to stroke her hair while she slept and it was bittersweet. I missed having her crawl into our bed, knowing I’d wake up at 2am and she’d be there, no matter when or where she fell asleep the night before. Little Miss was also up more often than normal. While she was sick she had zero appetite, so of course she was nursing like a newborn, which means she wanted to nurse almost all night (one night I saw every hour on the clock) at the time I was so done. I needed sleep that wasn’t constantly broken up. But now that she’s back to her normal routine and not waking up as often for night nursing I find I’m missing it again.
I don’t want to be that mom. The one telling you to enjoy it in the moment because you’ll miss it, because I know that in the moment of sleeplessness it’s really hard to enjoy it. It’s really hard to remember that one day you will miss it. You have every single right to dislike it in the moment. I just want you to know that as much as you don’t think there’s an end in sight, there is one there somewhere. And it will hit you hard when it happens.
I have a slight obsession to cloth diapers, and specifically to gorgeous prints. I started with the bigger names like Bum genius and Glowbugs, but then I went on a mission to find a very specific diaper. I wanted a diaper that had the quote “and thought she be but little, she is fierce” because from the moment she was born it has been the quote that sticks out for Little Miss. My quest took me to the world of custom made, wahm diapers, and to EllaBellaBum diapers. Though they had some very gorgeous diapers, they didn’t have what I was looking for. Part of me wondered if my search was futile. I did manage to get some beautiful custom made diapers, but I was still sad. Then I discovered another WAHM who did customs and was willing to work with me to find the perfect diaper.
It arrived today, and it’s even more gorgeous than I could have imagined!
Today, I am thankful for fast mail service and a wahm who was willing to make this possible.
Today Mister & Little Miss had Dr’s appointments, which is two whole buses away. I could bring our stroller but the office gets crowded, and if it does they want you to fold the stroller and put it at the door. So instead I opted to carry little miss in my Tula. I haven’t pulled the Tula out in a while, so it was nice to get it out again. She loved it! I’m thankful today for the gorgeous (18 degrees Celsius) weather we are having, and for my tula. It’s quite honestly the most comfy carrier I have owned (and I have owned quite a few) Little Miss was able to ride in it comfortable,and even nurse discreetly and comfortable on the way home, until she fell asleep snuggled up to me. <3 I’m thankful to my tula for those snuggly moments when we’re out and about.