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Following Rowan’s birth, I was separated—with the exception of a few small visits, during which she did not really ask to nurse—from my middle child for four days and three nights. 678 more words
as eloise’s first month with us as a newborn comes to a close (on wednesday, good grief!) and we embark on her second month as a full-fledged infant, i’ve been reflecting on this transition for our family. 961 more words
The time has come, and I am no longer a nursing mother. Just like that.
My breasts have been in full production mode for more than three years, and though I had never nursed a child for my previous 36 years of life, this had become such a deep part of my identity that I almost feel like I’ve lost a bit of myself. 470 more words
The dumb shit I’ve heard about breastfeeding… oh, I could fill a book. It is always surprising to me to read and hear the massive amount of misinformation circulating about something that has been around since the beginning of time. 1,771 more words