Wednesday, January 6, 2010

What a boob...

We are in the home stretch of weaning Isaac.  Truth be told, I'm rather sad to see this sweet time with him go.  Granted, if you would have told me that I would say this when he was a month old I would have laughed in your face.  Isaac didn't take to breast feeding as quickly as some do, which was quite the humorous affair, though not at the time. 

We had to consult with a lactation specialist early on due to the fact that Isaac had a kung-fu grip on my boob and wasn't allowing milk to flow, which hurt like HELL.  I remember trying to feed him in the hospital for the first time.  The nurse brought him in and tried to show me how to latch him on.  That is when we discovered Isaac's "power suck" which made my toes curl up and yelp like a hurt puppy.  "Seriously?  It's supposed to be like this??  GOOD LORD HELP ME!!!"

God answered my prayers with one of the craziest women I have ever met.  Her name is Annie and her life is boobs.  Don't get me wrong, she is BRILLIANT and helped so much, but she's insane.  I say this with great affection because there is no way I could do what she does. 

I've never been a good "naked" person, unlike some gals I have known in my lifetime who have no problem walking around the house naked.  I went into having a baby knowing that the old pregnant bod was going to be on display quite a bit and came to terms with it.  But nothing prepared me for Annie coming into my room, opening my my top and going after my boob with little as much as saying, "Hi!  My name is Annie."

Every time Annie came into the room there was little small talk before going right for my top and going for the goods.  She was very sweet with Isaac, though, being a first time mom and seeing her try to maneuver his head to be where she wanted it on my boob, I would sit there thinking, "Gracious lady!  Gentle!  He's a day old!" But she would get him latched on and eating like a champ.  If only Isaac knew that Annie wasn't the magic pill that he needed every time he ate because when she left he would go back to his old way of eating. 

As you can see from the pictures I have posted Isaac caught on to breast feeding quite well. QUITE well...he's a healthy little nugget with energy to boot.  Annie would be proud.

If there is a bit of wisdom that I could pass along to other Moms who are in the beginning stages of breast feeding, I'd say give it at least a month.  A dear friend of mine said that to me when I was in the throws of breast feeding hell.  After a month, seriously almost to the day, it was a breeze.  Heck, you might even enjoy it...I dare you to.


1 comment:

  1. Annie at Centennial? If so, I know her as well. Those women are great. Love the picture!