Am I breastfeeding a toddler?

I suppose I should start with defining what a toddler is to me. I thought that toddler was really around the age of 2-3 and maybe even in nursery. Then I was minding my own business when suddenly it was thrust upon me that Ivy if walking (toddling) should really be a toddler. I was aghast! In one word you had taken my baby from me. I have now accepted that. It’s okay. Now I am breastfeeding a toddler in the eyes of many more than I had realised. I haven’t been super vocal on breastfeeding of late and that was because we were going through some issues ourselves. Ivy had … [Read more…]

Formula & Breastfeeding – what if we turn the tables?

I was sitting in the hospital bed, I had everything ready. I look around and see all the other new mothers feeding with their breasts, babies so tiny latched on guzzling and tapping at their mothers to stimulate for more. The partners sitting making the mum a snack and filling her cups with water. I sit on the chair designed to feed my baby, sit baby into position and pull it out. I gently pull out the bottle filled with formula. I have no idea if I am doing it properly. Some of the other partners look a bit strangely at me. It’s okay though, it’s a maternity ward – … [Read more…]

Sometimes breastfeeding makes me cry

There has been occasions during the last few months where I have just not wanted to feed. I looked at Ivy and as much as I love her (a lot) I just didn’t want to do it. For the very beginning I have posted pictures, posted blog posts in which I tell various people to go an bugger themselves for being rude about feeding with a boob. All of my popular posts are about breastfeeding, and I love that. I am proud that people find my blog to read something I have written. They are all very happy, humour filled posts though, I rarely (if ever) talk about how hard … [Read more…]