breastfeeding

World Breastfeeding Week // Breastfeeding Photography

In celebration of  World Breastfeeding Week, here are a few of my favorite breastfeeding images, all taken during newborn/birth sessions, most unplanned/unposed.  Just in their natural wonder. Any my favorite breastfeeding quote:

"...It is an act of female power, and I think of it as feminism in its purest form.” 

—– Christine Northrup M.D. 

I've reached my personal breastfeeding goals with all my babies (thus far) and hope all mothers will soon have the support to do the same.

My favorite web breastfeeding resources:

http://kellymom.com/ - Evidence Based Breastfeeding and Parenting http://www.bestforbabes.org/ - Beating the Booby Traps that prevent Moms from meeting their breastfeeding Goals http://www.who.int/topics/breastfeeding/en/ - The World Health Organization

a favorite poem

Week 9 of my second pregnancy and my milk supply is all of a sudden non-existent. I've tried everything. My plan for a gentle weaning has been foiled. My daughter isn't happy and of course, neither am I. However, I am very proud of (and thankful for) the nursing relationship that we had. Exclusive for 6 months, weaned at 16 months. Formula never touched her lips. YAY us! This poem makes me cry every time! But it is so accurate.

Wean Me Gently

I know I look so big to you, Maybe I seem too big for the needs I have. But no matter how big we get, We still have needs that are important to us.

I know that our relationship is growing and changing, But I still need you. I need your warmth and closeness, Especially at the end of the day When we snuggle up in bed.

Please don’t get too busy for us to nurse. I know you think I can be patient, Or find something to take the place of a nursing; A book, a glass of something, But nothing can take your place when I need you.

Sometimes just cuddling with you, Having you near me is enough. I guess I am growing and becoming independent, But please be there.

This bond we have is so strong and so important to me, Please don’t break it abruptly. Wean me gently, Because I am your mother, And my heart is tender.

by Cathy Cardall