Dear Breastfeeding,
We embarked on our journey 6 months ago. I worked really hard to accomplish success this time around. We didn’t work out our first go around, but this time I vowed for it to be different. Even with success, I continuously find myself asking: Do I love or loathe you?
I love you because I don’t have to make bottles. I remember the days of endlessly cleaning bottles and I find joy knowing that I don’t have to this time around.
I loathe you because bottles don’t exist in our house. I dream of the day I can go to the store or on a date, and not have to worry about getting back soon.
I love you because of the convenience factor. There’s no true prep work necessary.
I loathe you because I still don’t find comfort in feeding in public. I literally break a sweat when it’s time to wrestle with a cover on a bench or chair in plain sight.
I love you because I have worked hard to make it work.
I loathe you because sometimes we have bumps in the road.
I love you because it makes me stop and sit stationary. This allows me to absorb all those sweet baby moments.
I loathe you because honestly sometimes I don’t want to just sit.
I love you because it’s amazing what a woman’s body can do and provide.
I loathe you because I don’t feel like my body is mine. I don’t know the last time I’ve worn a “real” bra. I see myself one way and one way only: food provider.
I love you because I’m thankful to be experiencing you.
Sincerely,
A Breastfeeding Mom
