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Breastfeeding essentials: the stuff

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After my emotional outpouring yesterday about how much I love breastfeeding, today I want to take a look at the practical side, with the stuff and strategies that have been helpful. I’m dividing the stuff into a section for the new breastfeeder, and a section with the stuff we use now, 5 1/2 months in and having definitely hit our stride.

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The stuff and the strategies for the new breastfeeder

-Lots of pillows! Especially at the very beginning, it’s hard to get comfortable. Holding a baby already feels so new and awkward, not to mention trying to position the baby well for an hour-long nursing session that won’t give you a cramp in your back, shoulder, torso, and liver. I surrounded myself with my body pillow and pretty much every other pillow I owned, and my husband and I constructed a pillow fortress so that my arms, neck and torso were all supported while Alice and I figured things out. Of course, this left no space in bed for my husband, so during those first weeks he kindly retreated to a blow up mattress–more on that in a second.

-Bed sharing. Not every family will be comfortable with this, but this was essential to my happiness. We hadn’t given it any thought until we were home from the hospital and suddenly we were like “wait, how are we going to do this sleep thing?” I was in so much pain from my tearing and subsequent stitches that even moving Alice from the bassinet into bed when she needed to nurse seemed like too much to handle. It just made sense to have her in bed with me. And with the fortress of pillows taking up the whole bed and my husband’s fear of rolling over on our brand-new baby, it just made sense for him to be on a blow up mattress temporarily (about 3 weeks or so, with a couple brief recurrences after that). Though at first I felt very self-conscious about this arrangement (“what if people find out we’re not sleeping int he same bed?!?!? What will they think our marriage has come to!?!?!?”), it ended up being perfect for us.

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For the first 5 weeks of her life, I had Alice in bed with me (my husband joined us the last 2 or so). Within the first week or so, we got comfortable nursing in the side-lying position, so I didn’t even have to really wake up for her night feedings. “How many times is she waking up at night?” people would ask. “Um . . . I don’t really know,” I would say. Because I could snooze as she ate. Thus, I never experienced the dreaded sleep deprivation I had been so sure would turn me into Zombie-mama. My husband on his part was very happy on the blow-up mattress for those first weeks. He’s a light sleeper, so being a little further away from Alice (though in the same room) meant he didn’t wake up every time she snorted, snored, or made any one of those weird newborn noises (who knew newborns were such loud sleepers!). He slept well, I slept well, Alice ate and slept well, and we were all happy as clams.

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-Lots of towels! I lined the bed under my torso with a couple layers of towels, that every night absorbed all the extra milk that seemed to constantly be soaking anything and everything. Tossing the towels in the wash was much easier than stripping the bed every morning after discovering that there were wet patches everywhere.

-Breast shells. These are basically plastic cone thingies that protect your nipples (and can collect extra milk as it leaks). Because at first, when your nipples are sore and bent out of shape in all kinds of ways, you don’t want ANYTHING touching those babies. These shells kept my nipples protected so that no fabric was rubbing up against them. After those first two weeks or so though, I moved on and was done with them.

-Lanolin. It’s a life saver and provides so much relief during the initial pain. Of course I had tons left over and wasn’t sure what to do with it, but at Christmas my sister Heidi shared that it’s a great chapstick–glossy and moisturizing and awesome! So that’s what’s on my lips these days (and here’s a link to the product I use).

-Books on breastfeeding. I particularly loved “The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding” and have returned to it time and again for instruction, reassurance, and information. Especially at first, I found so much comfort in being able to recognize myself in its pages and say, “oh yeah! That’s totally what’s happening to me!” or “oooh, so that’s what I have to look forward to!”

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The stuff for the ongoing breastfeeder

-Nursing cover. I love, love, love my nursing cover from Target. And that’s a good thing since I use it at work every day as I nurse while I interact with my boss, co-workers, take calls and send emails. It’s pretty, it provides privacy, and I can also see Alice the entire time. In a pinch though, a blanket, afghan or sweater can do the job.

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-Nursing tanks/tanks that can pull down. I’ve tried  a lot of clothing strategies, and my favorite is tanks or shirts with a wide or stretchy enough neckline that you can just pull them down. I hate double layering and having to pull one shirt up and keep the other shirt down–so much easier when only one shirt is involved.

-Nursing bras. My favorites are my Lamaze nursing bras. There’s no unsnapping and resnapping and fiddling–they easily pull aside, which is a big deal when you’re feeding your baby all the time, and they look good under a shirt but are also comfortable to sleep in. For bras with more shape that unsnap and pull down, I had great success at Macy’s with the Motherhood and the Pea in the Pod brands.

-Absorbent pads to line your bra. I use cotton pads during the day when I don’t leak very much at all, and at night I use Lansinoh disposables because if Alice sleeps a longer stretch than usual, there’s definitely more leaking, which I find the disposables contain much better than my cotton circles.

-Breast pump and milk storage bags. I’ve loved my Medela electric pump (which I bought used from Rummage last year for $20–yesssss). It’s allowed me to build a stash of frozen milk that frees me up to actually leave my baby for a few hours (whoa!).

Is there anything you experienced breastfeeders out there have found really helpful that could be useful for a new mom to know about?

Breastfeeding: I love it. Love it. Love it.

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Breastfeeding has been one of the most beautiful experiences of my life. The intimacy and absolute preciousness of nursing a baby is . . . indescribable. It produces emotions like the ones I felt when I was first falling in love, which makes sense considering that the hormone oxytocin is released when you breastfeed (interestingly, it’s released during sex, birth, and breastfeeding).

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This love of nursing Alice has come as a surprise. I planned on breastfeeding from the beginning and knew it was eventually something that some women enjoyed, but I was doing it for logical reasons–health benefits and what have you. Sentiment wasn’t really on my radar. And frankly, it just seemed a little bizarre. A baby–sucking on my you-know-what’s? Weird.

I didn’t anticipate and couldn’t have imagined what it’s become. First, totally natural from the get go, and not weird at all. It’s a time to snuggle, to gaze at my baby, to stroke her soft little head, to hold her baby hand. It’s become a time that I look forward to, even when it takes me away from my bed at 3am, padding down the hall in my blue robe towards the sound of my baby crying, a sound which I know will soon be replaced by a contented sigh and small hand resting on my chest or curled around my thumb.

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There is nothing like seeing Alice’s sweet little face so eager to spend that time with me, to eat and snuggle and be comforted.

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I came across a verse in Isaiah recently that says, “Can a woman forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you!” God has compassion on his children–even more than a woman nursing her infant. I think it’s so powerful that the nursing woman was the image that expressed the height of human compassion. And now . . . I get it.

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Alice was able to latch on right after coming out into the bright lights of the delivery room, minutes before midnight on October 25th. Though the umbilical cord was still attached, Alice was already on my chest. Her little head was bobbing with astounding strength, and as I watched in fascination, she army-crawled her way over to my breast.

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Our pediatrician put some fear in my heart by talking about supplementing right before we were discharged from the hospital. “If your milk doesn’t come in fast enough, you’ll have to supplement,” he warned. I immediately felt insecure and totally under the gun, feelings which were quickly joined by anger. I had just given birth and my baby was successfully feeding–how dare he present me with the worst case so quickly? That was one of my least favorite interactions at the hospital, even counting the nurse who said, “come on, you aren’t pushing hard enough!” when I was pushing to the point of almost passing out and had to get an oxygen mask.

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I remember Alice slept a lot those first 24 hours of life, which was a relief to me since I needed rest in a bad way. But once she started waking up a little more her second day of life and making little snorting noises to indicate she was hungry, I started feeding her about 14 times a day (no joke–we were counting). She was a slow eater, so each session took 40 minutes to an hour, and at first it hurt like heck. I remember just crying as I nursed her. Her mouth wasn’t opened wide enough, so I would almost always have to correct her initial latch by pulling her bottom lip down, and steel myself for more pain as she latched again. Lots of lanolin and some time later, I only experienced pain during the first 10 seconds of each feeding. I think this transition was some time during the second week, and lasted surprisingly long, through about week 4. It was such an intense experience during those first few seconds of sucking that I would either cry or whisper (or shout) things that shan’t be repeated for my delicate readers. But after we got going, it would start to feel just fine–even nice. And since week 4, it’s pretty much been nothing but pleasure.

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Besides that initial warning from Alice’s pediatrician and my 4-month scare about milk supply, I’ve never worried if Alice was getting enough or I was making enough or what have you. It’s a pretty amazing system of supply and demand, and it’s a wonderful feeling to just trust your baby and your body to make things happen in the right way.

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At this point, 5 1/2 months in, I see myself breastfeeding Alice until she is over a year old. I’m not sure when we’ll wean, but anticipating that time already makes me so sad. I don’t want this precious part of our relationship to end. I treasure each of those quiet hours in the night when we are the only two people awake and I silently embrace her to my chest, stroking her head and hearing all her little sighs. I love each moment spent on the couch, Alice on my chest eating and snoozing, her cheeks getting rosy as we rest together under an afghan.

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I won’t always be able to comfort her so thoroughly and so simply. Don’t we all long for that–the ability to make all things right for our loved ones? To completely “fix” their emotions when they are sad or feeling needy? To make things better when they’re crying, and turn tears into joy? For this brief period of Alice’s life, I can do that with nursing.

I have a vision of a time years ahead when she’s in grade school and will come home crying because some other little girl said something mean and hurt her feelings. And at that point, I can hug her and offer her words of comfort, but she will have to deal with those emotions inside herself and hash it out with God. I won’t be able to instantaneously erase her pain. But at this point, for this unique and wonderful time, I can comfort her at any time with nursing. It is so, so satisfying.

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So this nursing thing has ended up being so much more than I expected–a gift instead of a sacrifice, joyful work instead of a burdensome task. It’s not just about the health benefits for both me and Alice (which are huge)–it’s also about an emotional connection that is so beautiful I want to cry just thinking about it. I praise God for this special part of our relationship all the time. I love my baby!

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Oh Alice. You sweet thing! I enjoy every single day with you. I miss you when you go to sleep and can’t wait to see you the next morning. I’m so glad you’re my baby, and that the moving, stretching little body in my belly for 9 months was YOU all along!

Tomorrow, a practical look at the stuff I’ve found helpful to make this breastfeeding thing a little easier. Love you guys, and thanks for reading!