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It is now just over 2 years since I first found out that I was pregnant with D. Seems incredible to think it was so long ago, but at the same time it also feels like it was longer ago than that. It always takes me a moment to realise D isn’t really a baby any more and there were 9 long months before his arrival that I seem to have forgotten about.
It’s no secret that breastfeeding is not the norm in mainstream western society in this day and age. Those who want to do it seem to be quickly overwhelmed, don’t get the support they need (or don’t want it), are tempted away by the ‘easy option’ or negative opinions and generally give up on it rather quickly.
And to this I’d like to say a few things: things that I’d have liked said to me when I was starting out.
We’re continuing to experience challenging times. I’d put it slightly higher than challenging now; in fact, I’m not sure when the last time I got more than 2 hours of sleep a night was :P
In any case, this has highlighted a lot of things people have been saying when faced with the behaviour D has been exhibiting: