|Seriously?? Is it just me????|
I was watching a thing about boobs on telly the other night, i was having one of my nights where i wander aimlessly through the house like a ghost, hoping not to wake anyone enjoying the quiet in absolute agony unable to sit, stand or rolly polly (you never know!), back to the boob story . . . . . actually it was about breastfeeding and the trials and tribulations, do's and don'ts if you like! I was fascinated at the amount of women who without a care in the world whip their boobs out and shove them in their screaming child's mouth, regardless of where they are, (secretly envious of the confidence that must take!!) BUT i was even more amazed at the amount of women who, now bare with me because this is not a scientific study, that ARE HAPPY TO STILL BE BREASTFEEDING THEIR LITTLE DARLINGS AT 5+ (!?!?!?!?!) any ideas??? Just me then??? scratching of head, more furrowing of eye brows (i know . . . . . . . i must stop doing that - getting old and all that!!!)
So there you go this is what i watched whilst waiting (really patiently!!! more furrowing of brows and internal scoldings and wagging my finger at myself!! am i loosing it - is it too late - have i already lost it! Oh my DID I HAVE IT TO BEGIN WITH?? QUICK, help me look for my marble!) for my meds to kick in!! Breast is Best!!
Do you have babies?? Obviously you know i have Amazing Son and yes i breast feed him for two very long and exhausting weeks (that was all i could do, i dried up, no idea why - my midwife said it was because i was doing too much, from what i remember he would feed every four hours, and i was decorating our flat so i would feed him, leave him with my parents, go to our flat, do 3 hours of seriously exhausting decorating, with a friend, who would drive me back to my parents house, where i would have a bath, eat and then be ready with my petite little boob (That i am ashamed to say didn't even improve in size with pregnancy! i felt very cheated! lol) out (in the safety and privacy of my parents front room!) to feed Amazing Son pretty much on the dot of 4 hours later, bath him give a mummy cuddle (oh his smell . . . . amazing!) and repeat! This went on for 2 weeks until i had completely dried out and couldn't keep up with his appetite and had to go on to formula and baby rice! BUT in those 2 weeks i went from a size 14 to a size 10 without any effort, i had more energy than i can ever remember and i was the happiest i think i have ever been and probably the most terrified!! (DH if you are reading this you make me the happiest and safest in other ways! stroking of ego, not that he needs it!) but i have never felt more in control and aware of my destiny if you like!
So there you are i loved breastfeeding my Amazing Son but have very strong opinions as to when i think you should stop . . . . . . . what about you, what do you think??
Anyway shortly after watching some truly horrifying women breast feeding their not so toddlers i went to bed hoping that that would be the end of it, but here i am a week or so later feeling the need to tell you about it so i have obviously been damaged.
If any of my readers (should i have any! how VERY presumptuous and arrogant of me, although Naja, Kat and Nikki read me (wanted to mention you all because you are all lovely to me and say such nice things soooo HELLO!!!) breast feed their older children no offence is intended, i just find it truly curious as to why?
So answers on a post card to . . . . .