I actually enjoy breastfeeding.
But, was that always the case? Heck no. My sore, cracked, I'mGonnaDieWhenSheLatches nipples would have told you otherwise.
I also went through a phase around 5-6 months where I wanted to quit. Bad. Something inside me told me to keep going, and that it'd get better. At that point? I was just annoyed with nursing. It seemed like she was still eating so often, and that my boobs were just gonna fall off.
For the record, they didn't. They are still fully in tact and I'm glad for that.
My baby girl turns 10 months old next week and nursing is so easy now. Not only easy, but I like it. I really, really do.
I guess when you have a baby who's on the verge of walking and crazy mobile, you learn to soak up any time they'll lay still in your arms.
I think you should know that I wasn't a die-hard-passionate-breast-is-best person. Ever. Prior to having her? I hardly thought much of it at all. I knew I wanted to try it out and the benefits of it, and that was it. I hadn't even looked at books about it, or done much research. The shame.
However, once she was born--this insane instinct took over and I did begin to realize that breastfeeding was best for us. So, despite hardships (and goodness, there are hardships), I decided I would keep on trucking along as best as I could. And if it continued to work? Then, I'd continue at it.
The truth was this: I didn't over think it. Part of that comes with my pretty laid back personality. If it works, it works. If it didn't? I would try not to beat myself up over it.
Sometimes, though--I think we can get too in our head about it. We over-worry, which then can lead to stress, which then can lead to milk production issues. A vicious cycle, indeed.
So here are some things that as a 1st time mom, I'd find pretty helpful if I knew...