- With my first daughter, she couldn't latch on no matter how many doctor visits and appointments I made with the breastfeeding nurse. Come to find out the bone structure in her mouth was messed up, which we know now but didn't know then. She's had her palate broken apart and everything to fix her mouth but that's a different topic.
- I nursed my second child (and he was a constant nurser) for about three months until I went back to work and they didn't have the facilities for me to pump (the President offered me his office to use but that was just weird). Pumping in the bathroom was just "eww" to me - it didn't seem sanitary at all.
- For my third child, I didn't nurse (which I seriously regretted after drying up).
- By the time I had my fourth child, I had my mind made up that I was going to nurse and nurse I did. I never did make enough milk to nurse her around the clock without supplementation (I think that had to do with my thyroid problems). On just breastmilk, she was classified as "failure to thrive" because I could not make enough no matter how much I pumped to increase supply or what supplements I took or how often she nursed. and we had to supplement for her to be healthy. That didn't stop me from nursing her on demand for two years. I would say she got about half her nutrition from me and the other half from formula. She's a very healthy little girl who has never had an ear infection (she's four now).
I found with my fourth child that I loved nursing. I had wished that I could have nursed all of my children (can't change the past though). I'd breastfeed again if we were to have another child. Most definitely. I loved it and even after not nursing for the last two years, I still miss it. It feels very maternal to me.
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