“Some women can breastfeed several children without ever feeling let-down, whereas others feel let-down every time they pick up their baby.”
They’re talking about the “let down”, ie the tingly feeling some women get when the milk starts flowing through their boobs in response to their baby sucking (or indeed, in response to a variety of stimuli eg clothes, a passing baby’s shriek, a particularly heartstring-tugging instagram…), and yet I can’t help but feel the statement stands for breastfeeding as a whole, really.
Continue reading “Boob Minefield: The Reality of Breastfeeding A Newborn”
I keep starting a post and then abandoning it because the tone is wrong or the content is off or… basically because it doesn’t fit what my ever-helpful subconscious has defined as a good blog post! As a result, the last few months have whizzed by with much half-written but little finished.
So I thought I’d do a quick stream-of-consciousness update on where we are RN, because everything changes so rapidly. And then if I don’t post again for another 6 months, you’ll know why!
Play KX is our happy place at the moment
Continue reading “The State Of Us: March 2019”
Breastfeeding is brilliant and all, full of benefits, but also undeniably hard work. Even once you’ve got through the first few gruelling weeks, when you’re confident it should be plain sailing, it often just… isn’t. Which is incredibly irritating, as on an evolutionary level this is the baby’s ONE JOB. And on a practical level, you’d think doing something approximately a million times per day since birth would make a 7-month old pretty damn good at it; and then something like a heatwave or a leap or weaning happens, and it’s back to square one.
Continue reading “Top 5 most irritating things about… breastfeeding”
So I made it to 6 months of breastfeeding twins!
It’s been a road with a few twists and turns… read on if breastfeeding journeys interest or intrigue you!
Continue reading “Silver boobies 🥈🥈”
There comes a time when a person stops feeling comfortable eating a tray of flapjack every week (or does there?).
And now that time has come for me, this is what I’ve started making instead: similarly tasty, but lower fat and altogether more wholesome, homemade granola.
Continue reading “Double-G Granola”
One of the joyous things about breastfeeding is the ravenous hunger that must be sated with tasty things, which taste all the better because your body is crying out for sugars and fats like it’s running a marathon (which, metabolically, it is!).
Continue reading “Snacktastic: avocado toast”
Swearing profusely tends to help a bit though! 🤦♀️🍼😬
Same goes for:
– spoiled milk (out too long)
– rediscovered milk (forgotten in the heat of another moment)
– regurgitated milk (oh reflux you are THE WORST)
In the early weeks of learning to feed my twins, I was breastfeeding them both every 2 hours, including overnight, as well as giving top-up bottles, and expressing, every 3-4 hours.
Each night felt like a surreal marathon running parallel with the time when I should have been being rejuvenated. By 6am each day I would already be a wreck. These flapjacks helped. A lot.
Continue reading “Double-F Flapjack”