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I’ve always been an advocate for breastfeeding….but let me be clear, I had my limits. I used to give a major side-eye to moms that breastfed for unimaginable lengths of time, like beyond a year. Ugh! I didn’t understand it. It seemed weird, unnatural, and like some strange mother-child dependency thing that just went on…
Yep I’m still nursing a toddler. Deal with it. Before becoming a mom, I knew that I would nurse. I had girlfriends whom I considered role model mommas and they nursed their children so of course I would too. The first few weeks were tough and then there was the first time I got gummed…wow!…
When I breastfed my babies I always covered up. I’m not as brave or body-positive as my mom friends that don’t care who sees or stares. For the most part I used a muslin blanket or nursing cover (get these discounted or FREE with coupon codes, just sign up for emails!). But which way is the best…
Mamas! We have all been there. Engorged. Pressed for time. Determined to find any place to pump milk for our babies! We will jump through hoops, break through red tape, and pump in unthinkable spaces. No matter the challenge, we will be creative and find a place to pump!
Anyone who thinks breastfeeding a baby is easy and comes naturally for every mother has no idea. It’s supposed to be a perfect, synchronized act in theory, right? Then why can it be so complicated? Because it’s an absolute lifestyle change. A game-changer. A life-changing event. The amount of time we spend prepping, talking about…
Are you bothered by breastfeeding in public?Does seeing a mom breastfeed in public make you want to pull your hair out? Does it make you itch and cringe all over? Is the act so grotesque and inappropriate that you can’t help but speak out over it? If so this post is for you! I understand…
I thought I was done with breastfeeding. No milk had come out for two weeks, and baby boy was two years old and on solids. And then I went on vacation…Then suddenly? Waterworks down below.
I’m about to break down the new baby rules for you and most of you aren’t going to like it but here goes. When a baby is born, the most important person in the room is… the mama. That’s right. The mother. And what mama wants should be what mama gets. Before the…
“Black women don’t breastfeed.” I’ve seen this phrase float around the internet over the years and it always pisses me off. My first feeling is one of great offense, because it’s usually couched in a negative and condescending tone…as if we aren’t smart enough to grasp the value and benefits of breastfeeding. “Of course we breastfeed,” I…
I discovered that once I was able to sit with no shirt on and not worry about how I looked, or how he latched, or how to have small talk with someone who came over to “help,” but there was really nothing for them to do… it just kind of happened. First a drop came out, and then another drop and then bam: the floodgates opened. And we got back into our groove and the milk flowed. I went from zero ounces to probably 50 ounces a day – all because I got a break in visitors.