Tigers & Transitions
So we’ve weaned. And that means my body doesn’t have to stay in a state of perpetual readiness to feed my boy. Which, for me, means a couple of things. First, bring on the margaritas. And second, it’s time to … Continue reading
Tag Archives: breastfeeding
One Mississippi, Two Mississippi…
This is something I started doing back when Gibs and I were co-sleeping and night nursing. He’d wake with a wet diaper or just hungry and I’d finagle him into a position for latching on. Often this position would be … Continue reading
Crossroads
I saw my rheumatologist yesterday. His first question was, “Are you still breastfeeding?” Are we? Sort of. Gibson will only sit still and latch on long enough to actually nurse at night when he’s sleepy. Otherwise, he will only accept … Continue reading
Milk Mist: Supply, Cycle & Fustration
If you’re not cool with reading about menstruation, skip this post. Seriously, just turn away. Now. I did warn you. Soooooo, TMI time. I think my period is coming back. Almost seven months postpartum. But I’m on the mini pill, which … Continue reading
The Let-Down Low-Down
So breastfeeding. That shit’s weird, right? At least that’s how I feel about it. Ever since I saw the first evidence of what my body was capable of, I’ve oscillated between “what the hell?!” and “how freaking cool am I?” … Continue reading
Hungry For Motherhood 