Our Breastfeeding Journey

I have once read that breastfeeding can be a springboard to good mothering. I never doubted my capacity to fully breastfeed. I have always looked forward to that day that I will nurse my own baby. When I was pregnant I have attended breastfeeding classes and my husband bought me a book, "The Art of Breastfeeding". Being a nurse, I thought I knew enough. I thought I have prepared enough. I thought I am confident enough. When I gave birth, my baby has to remain in the hospital for 10 days for treatment. This means I have to go back everyday to the hospital to breastfeed and express milk at night. That daily routine was not easy after all. Some would say I should be staying at home and rest instead so I will have strength when he comes home. Not only that, because I have flat nipples the nurse had to assist me by dropping milk on my breast so he would latch. I have my own struggles in drawing the nipple out. 

As days go by I have witnessed how my little one find comfort in my breast. Not only because he is being fed, but because he finds security in my arms. I have my fair share of sore nipples, plugged ducts and discomforts, but the rewarding times always outweigh the difficult times. 

My enthusiasm to breastfeed is backed up by facts that my very own produced milk is the ultimate source of nutrients for my baby. The favorable response of my family and spouse is a big factor for me to keep going. A big shout out to my mother for baking lactation cookies. 

It's also good to have a community of breastfeeding mothers in our city.  I have joined thrice already for the yearly gathering. I am also grateful that we have a lactation consultant in our city. Ma'am Adhara Sebuado is my go to person when I need support.

When our second baby came, I am more confident that I can make it through with breastfeeding since I was able to breastfeed my first born until he was three years old. 

Cyan was 9 months when the photo above was taken by hubby. :)