Somewhere along these last couple of weeks, breastfeeding quit being a chore. I stopped crying over it. I stopped watching the clock, dreading the next time I would need to nurse my child. He stopped screaming and thrashing about while nursing. He stopped needing to be nursed several times an hour during parts of the day.
I meant to blog about it. Come here and share with you the success story. To be honest, it feels so natural now that I just forgot about it.
Then, this weekend, that all came crashing down.
Bird was screaming and thrashing again. He had painful gas that I couldn't seem to help him release. He needed to be nursed, but when I nursed him, he chewed and twisted my nipples until I could barely take it anymore. His diapers were full of green mucous poop, and he was generally miserable.
I remembered then, that I needed to write about the success. Having a weekend like that made me so grateful for the peace we had been experiencing and the lack of discomfort in my child.
I tried my best to figure out what I had eaten that had the evil dairy in it. All I could come up with was a handful of potato chips with some cheese flavoring. It didn't seem like enough.
Yesterday afternoon it hit me. Bird's nanny came an extra day last week because of my students' recital Friday night. I hadn't pumped enough milk for the extra time away, so she pulled some out of the freezer like I had instructed her to do weeks ago.
The milk from the freezer was from when I was still eating dairy.
There is no guessing now. I don't have to just wonder if cutting out the dairy was what helped him or something else. I think it is pretty obvious.
Today, Bird is back to what has become his normal bubbly little self. He is nursing without hurting me, and I'm nursing him without hurting him.
For everyone who told me their story
For everyone who told me not to give up
For everyone who told me that I was doing a good job
For everyone who told me it just takes time
For everyone who told me that it would get better
Thank you. You were so right.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
And the rice milk ain't bad either
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I'm so glad that things are going better!
ReplyDeleteI am so happy for you dear. And happy for Bird too. BFing is not easy, but you have made it through the toughest part. Keep on keeping on, you're a great momma!!!
ReplyDeleteThat is fantastic, I'm so glad it's getting easier! Sorry about the dairy issue, but now at least you know your sacrifices are not all for naught.
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful to hear of your success!!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful! Whoo-hoo!
ReplyDeleteBut rice milk? Try blue diamond brand vanilla-flavored almond milk and see if you guys can handle it ... no dairy; no soy; nuts, but that means protein for you, which rice milk doesn't have. Try it; you might like it!
I am so happy for you.
Woo Hoo... You go girl. Now your need an awesome breastfeeding blinky on the side of your page that shows how long you have been doing it!!!
ReplyDeleteThis brought tears to my eyes because I'm just so happy for you. Plus I experienced a little PTSD from my own long-ago breastfeeding woes. It's just so great when it works like it's supposed to. I'm glad you've crossed over to the other side!
ReplyDeleteSo glad things are going better!!
ReplyDeleteIm so happy it's going well and that you figured out it was dairy!!
ReplyDeletePhew! It does become such second nature, but darn it's sure hard to get there sometimes. I'm glad you're both learning to love it. There's something powerful about being the one who can provide for your child what no one else can.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations! This is wonderful to hear that things are better. I don't know you, except through your blog, but I'm proud that you've stuck with this and have remained determined and focused. Good job!
ReplyDeleteThis post makes me so super happy. I'm glad it worked out.
ReplyDeleteYay! I'm so happy to hear this update.
ReplyDeleteSo you got what you wanted all along: a booby baby!! :) Congrats on the success. I'm hoping you story and experience will stay in my mind when I try to breastfeed my next (and last) baby.
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