We then had Riley.
And another loss after that.
When my next love was born, I soaked it all in. By that time, I had done so much research on babies in general, that I knew long-term breastfeeding was our plan. My first son nursed until he was two and half years old. He weaned himself, and it was the smoothest transition I had ever experienced.
When our second son was born, I had done even more research, and decided to exclusively breastfeed and transition to baby lead weaning. This means no baby food, no purees, no bottles, etc. He has nursed on demand for a little over a year now, and he has eaten the same foods that we eat since he was five months old. He has shown no signs of wanting to stop breastfeeding, so we’re still going strong. I nurse anywhere and everywhere.
Sometimes I feel like when I mention breastfeeding or nursing, people think I’m bragging, or boasting, or… I don’t know what. I feel like I am making people uncomfortable. Is it because nursing involves breasts? I see so many blogs with fashion posts that have teasing comments like, “Hey mama! That top makes your chest look fab! Just saying!” But when I mention feeding my baby, people are all, “Hey. Whoa. None of that kind of talk around here!” I would love it if everyone would join together and normalize breastfeeding. I don’t try to shove it in everyone’s face. Really, I feel I am pretty discreet. But if more people would just accept it as being totally normal, that would be awesome.
Kimmie is a happy mama of three awesome kids. She is married to a Desi Arnaz look-alike whom supports her Lucille Ball tendencies. Together they reside in Orange County, California. She enjoys all things crafty, wearing flip flops 365 days per year, elephants of all sizes, talking about herself in third-person, reading, thrifting, and baking.
You can say hi to her over at her blog, Hello Mess.
