A Night Away, Alone.
May 7, 2016
It is 5.40am and I am on a train, on the way to the airport, alone. With a breast pump in my suitcase. I know,
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It is 5.40am and I am on a train, on the way to the airport, alone. With a breast pump in my suitcase. I know,
All is quiet and smooth on the breastfeeding road of late. It’s a lovely way to be, where breastfeeding is just normal and easy and
Nobody talks about the days where you don’t want it. Where the last thing that you want is to be needed. By everyone. All the
One year. I really can’t believe that I have managed to breastfeed this little baby for the entire first year of his life. I’ve been
My breastfeeding journey seems to have been morphing more and more into my role as a support-person for other people with breastfeeding issues, and absolutely
I am sad today. I am increasingly coming to terms with the fact that, in my past, I did everything that I could. I made
This might be a little odd, but I’m preparing myself for some catharsis today. For the first time in this 10month breastfeeding journey, I expressed
It is World Breastfeeding Week, and… well… I don’t know. As someone who has been on both sides of the breastfeeding ‘debate’ (and yes, there
There has been a quietening of my breastfeeding-related thoughts of late. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I have still had days where my knickers have
Today is my first day feeding my little muffin with zero domperidone. It has been 32 hours since I last took a tablet, and considering
