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I wanted to share the whole story, but today it won't be possible. My husband arrived from Brazil this morning (he had a good trip). We got to spend the day together and went to lovely Longwood Gardens in the afternoon. It was heavenly! I will post pictures later, both here and in Flickr. Oh, yeah, and I never told you that we did get to go to D.C. two Sundays ago (on April 2nd) to see the Cherry Blossoms, and I owe you photos of that as well. They'll be coming, I promise. And new thoughts about Brazil and how I kind of feel like I don't really want to go back, at least not now...But I need to rest. My nights aren't easy - the 22 month old still nurses a few times and has been waking up at 5-6 am, and it takes me a while to get him to sleep again. Today I just got up before 7, because I knew that hubby would call me anyway (he didn't call until 8:40) - and I had gone to bed almost at 1 (as I do most nights). So I'm really tired.
* Oh yeah, I could do that if I don't get the academic job :-) This is serious, though, and not a joke, I really wanted to, but I guess it would be a hassle because I'm not a nurse, or doctor, or social worker...
4 comments:
Lilian, I loved breastfeeding my children, and as you know, I was thrilled to be able to breastfeed my son who was born with cleft palate; we continued to nursing through multiple surgeries until he self-weaned at about two years of age.
I just thought you'd be interested in this personal anecdote--I had my Womanly Art of Breastfeeding book with me one time and one of the dads at my kids school (back in the U.S.) got all excited and told me his mother was one of the group of breastfeeding mothers who founded LLL. I looked her up, her picture is in the book. He seemed very proud of her and he's such a nice man, a great father and stay-at-home dad.
This is a GREAT story, Sandra, thanks for sharing! I truly admire you for sticking to it and breastfeeding your son, even though he had a cleft palate.
I think that I am lucky because I never had any trouble nursing. My husband jokes that that is because my breasts are so huge! LOL But Seriously, I feel very fortunate. I nursed William until he was 2 1/2, and I think that it was harder for me to stop than it was for him. It's just such a wonderful, bonding time with your child, when they latch on and look at you with those wide, loving eyes. I'll never forget it.
By the way, I tagged you in my blog.
Hi Lilian, you know,I read you too. As a matter of fact quite a few months ago I came here via Ana and you had a picture of your cat and it looked uncannily like mine, so I left a comment. But your blog didn't want me too so it didn't work. I tried it again. And again. And then I gave up and embraced lurkdom.
Por isso, estamos quites. :)
(I've also answered at my blog)
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