Let’s just do two blog posts while we are at it!
Breast feeding month 4!
Here we are in month 4 of breast feeding and I can’t believe just how fast time is flying by.
As we fly through month 4 I have to admit breast feeding has become super easy.
Of course there are times out in public I get super nervous about having to feed her. Questions of will I be judged cross my mind. Then I remember my baby is hungry and she gotta eat. Then all cares of judgement slip from my mind and I feed her cute little self.
I’ve discovered a cool little hack in breast feeding. When wearing dresses you don’t have to worry about them being breast feeding friendly. You simply wear shorts and a nursing tank top up under and lift that sucker up. Plus the dress doubles as q nursing cover. Bam.
Nursing laying down is literally the best ever. She falls asleep and I slip away while she naps. Perfect.
Nursing means no bottles which means no clean up after feeding time. The food is always there and always ready to go. So simple.
One of my most favorites…no buying formula. At all. I’m seeing dollar signs at all the money we save. How can you go wrong with that!?
My diaper bag consists of diapers and wipes and a change of clothes. This I am so thankful for. Less things to have to tote around.
Plus, the boobs is the solution for everything. Crying? Boob. Wining? Boob. Sad? Boob. Happy? Boob. Bored? Boob. Sleepy? Boob.
Not to mention liquid gold got Caroline through RSV AND the flu! I mean come on. How awesome is that?! My body produces the only form of medicine she can revive at this age.
Once you hit 3 months of breast feeding it becomes a breeze. We are both pros at this point. She loves it and so do I.
We are exclusivly breastfeeding still. No bottles..and I’ve actually stopped pumping. It’s been great.
I also credit some of my weightless to breast feeding. Burning those calories and all.
I get that some people can’t breast feed. And that’s why I’m so thankful formula is an option. But if you can…breastfeeding really is amazing stuff. It’s hard at times sure. I’ve had my fair share of tears over breast feeding…because I would love to be able to wear what bra I want and leave the house knowing I’m not going to have to whip out my boob at some point. And be able to leave her with family for a few hours knowing she isn’t going to throw a fit and not take a bottle.
But here we are. And I remind myself daily that this won’t last forever. One day she will grow out of it and one day I’ll be wishing these days hasn’t flown by as fast as they did.
As a reminder to all moms and to myself…the days are long but the years short. Embrace today. Yes, even the hard days.
Thanks for reading,