life line

when i had imogen, i didn't really think about it. i just knew i was going to breastfeed. i didn't read books {about this topic} or ask a lot of questions. i just trusted my body that God was going to allow it to do what it's supposed to do. she came out of me and immediately latched. she liked one breast better than the other at first, but she was born to suck. we never had any problems. she didn't have to be adjusted in order to nurse better or have a tongue tie or consult a la leche league. and although she was doing so well with it, i understand why people give up and quit. it's tough getting through those first six weeks. your nipples burn, your boobs are sore and let's face it, there is something sucking the life out of you in order for them to survive. but we made it. it wasn't super painful or a struggle for us and that i'm thankful for. breast milk by far is the best for baby. the nutritional value it has far out weighs the other. my baby is bonded to me with a closeness only a mother knows. i want to advocate breastfeeding. and i want every momma to have the chance be able to do it.

i often get asked how long i'm going to be her life line. and i don't have an answer. i believe it is different for every baby. maybe when she's good and ready. but for now she needs me and i need her.