Just over a week ago I stopped breastfeeding Little Man after over a year of breastfeeding. I, naively, thought that my body would automatically realise I had stopped breastfeeding and just… Go back to normal. I was wrong.
I have been breastfeeding for over two and a half years aside from a few months gap in between weaning LP and Little Man coming in to the world. Breastfeeding for me didn’t come as naturally as I thought it would and I spent nearly three weeks persevering through cracked nipples, blisters and unbelievable soreness
I’ve been breastfeeding Little Man now for over 9 months and before that I breastfed LP for 13 months, having a 6 month-ish gap in between. For me, a year has always seemed like the right time to stop breastfeeding and that is where we’re aiming for at the moment.
I thought I would try and put the last 4 weeks down in writing but now that I’ve come to try and articulate it, I realise how much of a blur the last month has been. This is a feeling I’m sure most parents of newborn babies can relate to – every day/night seems to
Well, what better to blog about than a sleeping through baby? As you all know, LP has never been very good with long stretches of sleep, preferring to wake at best every 4 hours for food. 3 weeks ago though, that all changed. LP decided randomly one day that she would sleep through the night.
After LP was born at home, midwives insisted on visiting daily to make sure everything was going ok. This began on the day she was born when a midwife came over at 3pm to complete LP’s newborn checks on her legs, heart, neck etc. The midwife asked whether I’d fed LP and I said I