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I transferred to hospital a few hours after Ophelia’s home birth because the midwives were unsure about the severity of my tear. So, Talitha, who’d been at her grandparents’ house during the labour and birth, first met her new baby sister at the “hopsital” as she calls it. She’s still a little confused about that. Sometimes she’ll say that Ophelia came out of my tummy at the “hopsital” and other times she’ll say that it was in the paddling pool in our livingroom (it was a real birth pool, by

It always surprises me how interested children are in reading about the everyday. As in, I think we’ve probably read a book about going to the library – at the library. Books can powerfully demystify potentially scary or confusing experiences like going to the dentist or feed their natural curiosity about things like plane journeys. That’s why I love these two books published by Pinter & Martin: Monica Calaf and Mikel Fuentes’ You, Me and the Breast, and How You Were Born. We’ve had You, Me and the Breast for

A few friends were surprised that I was worried about breastfeeding the second time around. Sure, they knew I’d had lots of difficulty getting breastfeeding off the ground with Talitha (tongue-tie, domperidone, pumping, SNS, supplementing with expressed milk and some formula – it was harder than giving her birth, in a way). I think the fact that we’d got there in the end and were still breastfeeding at heading towards three made people think I was a bit old hat at this nursing thing. I, on the other hand, couldn’t

A breast-pump is by no means a baby must-have. Many mothers never find use for them, choosing not to leave their young babies, leaving them when they’re old enough to have solids instead or learning to hand express. They can be extremely useful if you do need to pump a lot though – a decent breastpump is, anyway. I’ve been trying the Lansinoh 2in1 Affinity Pro and I reckon it’s a worthy piece of kit. Last time around I made my way through quite a few pumps, not finding any

Dr Carlos González is something of a legend among many breastfeeding supporters. I can’t tell you how many conversations I’ve been party to that opened with concern over a child’s fussy eating and concluded with a recommendation of his book My Child Won’t Eat. I flew through my own copy of it last year, both reassured by his scientific understanding of what was going on with my toddler and frustrated that he wouldn’t give me any quick and easy fixes (because, well, she’s human so there aren’t any!). I haven’t

There’s been a whole hoo-haa in the media last week about breastfeeding older children. Sharon Spink, a mother of four, appeared in The Sun and on This Morning to talk about her experience of breastfeeding her five-year-old (the Daily Mail’s coverage is surprisingly positive so that’s what I’ve linked to). Opinion is divided on whether this kind of publicity actually raises awareness in support of natural term breastfeeding or whether it holds up a parenting choice, or even an individual person, as a spectre. I’m not really sure what I

Bra shopping is a bit of a nightmare for me. I’m generally really limited in what brands I can consider because I have an unusual bra size: small back, large cup. Wow. Now it feels like you may know a little too much about me. But then, it’s nothing that isn’t obvious from my pictures. Anyway, I’d heard ages ago about how amazing Bravado nursing bras were for breastfeeding mums. They’re supposed to accommodate the many fluctuations of the early breastfeeding days, like when your milk comes in, that kind

I kind of wasn’t really expecting to ever write this post. I found breastfeeding in the first trimester such hard work, especially since it triggered nausea which led us to night wean. I was determined to take a “wait and see” approach, making myself no promises either way. I believe that allowing children to outgrow the need to breastfeed is such a gift but that the balance of needs between the two people in a nursing relationship naturally shifts over time. So I had mixed feelings when I thought she

“Will you breastfeed both of them?” I’m getting this question more frequently now that the birth is in sight and Talitha hasn’t self-weaned as I thought she was doing. She’ll be two years and eight months when the baby’s born. I’ve said before that I never expected to breastfeed for as long as we have. Along the way, I’ve learned how natural, enjoyable and healthy (physically and emotionally) it is for children to breastfeed beyond babyhood. Once we passed the one-year milestone I never thought I’d make, what with all

I remember my cousin walking over to my aunt and asking to nurse, a request she granted with no fuss. I thought that that was odd. The child could walk. Why was he still being breastfed? Two and a half years into my own breastfeeding journey – having been doubtful we’d even make it to a year – I’m seeing firsthand about weaning what became obvious and instinctive to me, the more I learned once I became a mother. Weaning happens and, if allowed to take its course, it’s often

In those early weeks following Talitha’s birth, I found it difficult to blog about anything happening in our life, mainly because there was so much change. No sooner would I draft a post about her sleeping habits or my general weepiness than a sudden shift would occur and the topic no longer seemed relevant. I think that’s been the scary thing about blogging through breastfeeding in the present tense. I don’t know how this story goes and I don’t know how it ends – I’ve never known. After the first

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