Apparently this week is World Breast Feeding week so it seems appropriate to celebrate our beautiful, bouncing one hundred percent breast-fed baby. She really is plump and perfect and I do love to think that at the moment I am able to provide everything she needs to grow and prosper. Amazing.
Breast feeding is amazing but its hard work. Even third time round, I still found the first few weeks difficult. E was so good at feeding right from the start that at least I did not need to worry about her putting on weight. But it was painful, exhausting and awkward. If I hadn’t successfully breast-fed both my other children, I would have been tempted to give up. It is terribly hard for new mothers to persevere when its so difficult to start with and society still seems to make bottle feeding seem simpler. (And I know bottle feeding is a great solution for many.)
But now, almost three months later, breast feeding is so obviously the easiest option for us both: she gets exactly what she needs and the only thing I need to remember is the baby: as long as she’s with me, she’s never going to go hungry. Amazing.