Living. And loving. And hurting.
I always knew I would breastfeed my children. Literally, always. I remember being very young, around 5 years old, and finding out that my boobies were meant to feed a baby some day. I was absolutely amazed, couldn’t WAIT for that to happen, and would hold all of my dolls up to my chest to ‘nurse’. I remember very distinctly… Read More
What about lost milk? I decided, way back when I decided to breastfeed my children, that I would want to nurse them until they were at least 6 months old. To me, that seemed like an eternity… I would probably be sick to death of nursing by then. Gosh, who wouldn’t? I think I decided this at the tender age… Read More
