Because a few of my friends have recently popped, some with their third babies, I’ve decided to bring the controversial topic of breastfeeding onto the table again. something I thought I’d left behind for good – breastfeeding nightmares in sunny KL. I’m very happy for all my friends with their new babies, but despite two girls at home who keep pestering me to have another baby, I am truly done. Both pregnancies for me were bad – nausea, vomiting, depression, disabled. Yes, my girls are both so worth it, but no, I’m not going there again. I’m done. Finished. T2 was supposed to give me hope but she completely killed any slight chance of desire I have to get pregnant again.
So let me scare you young girls out there about motherhood and breastfeeding. Just pretend I’m Count Dracula’s Wife, the devil’s advocate on breastfeeding and you will be informed about the cold hard truth about breastfeeding. Of course, this is my experience, and others could well have had it different but nevertheless, breastfeeding is challenging.
Do you know how parents always say their child’s school is good when asked? Every parent I’ve met does that. If their child’s school wasn’t good then why would they be sending them there, right? I’m not like that. I tell it like it is. If it’s crap, I say it’s crap. You can judge all you like assuming you have some form of intelligence.
If you would like to read my story on What They Never Tell You About Breastfeeding, click the link and share your experiences so we have a more active discussion on breastfeeding. This was written in 2010 just after T2 was born. I have never regretted breastfeeding and given the chance again (God, no!), I would do it all over again. Breastfeeding nightmares in sunny KL could actually turn into a breastfeeding dream if you persevere. Breastfeeding is actually the most wonderful journey a mother could have with her baby. It doesn’t come easy and is a lot of pain. Many can’t heck it and some though very rarely, cannot breastfeed due to a physical and medical disability. But if you are oh so determined, despite the tough times, and it can get really, really tough, it is so worth doing. Don’t beat yourself up though, if you feel you can’t. It isn’t the end of the world and babies aren’t any lesser without your breast.
The best thing about breastfeeding for me was when baby nursed whilst looking at your face thinking,
“You’re my Mama.”
So Breastfeeding Nightmares in Sunny KL? Read and decide for yourself.
*hard wink*
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and the worst thing that ever happened to me was halfway feeding with the engorge breast, Vyktore decides to pull his mouth out and smile and squirt all the milk everywhere LOL
HO HO HO! You said it, girl! It is CHALLENGING. No amount of reading nor mental psyche can prep you for it! My own Mum didn’t opt for that route neither did I have that many gfs that successful breastfed either. Many aimed for the min 6 months threshold & gave up after that.
I remember the pain in those early days. The bad PIERCING pain that felt like I was being knifed from within. OVER & OVER again while the Bub fed on. Obviously, flinging her off wasn’t a sane option, eh? Later on, when she was teething, my boobs were her best teething tool and boy, did she gummed on it! And of coz, there was the playful biting (for her) & yelping (from me). *No, baby, no! Mama said NO biting*
But for all that pain, gumming & biting, 2 yrs & 5 months down the road, here I am still breastfeeding her… I wanted to stop her when she was 2yrs old & had grand plans of rubbing bitter gourd juice on my boobs! But, but, but… Psycho me suffered from guilt complex at the thought of depriving her of whatever lil milk I have. *Ducks head under table* Yeah, like I said, psycho me.
But, having said all that, I am an advocator of breastfeeding. I would say, TRY IF CAN. But if you cant, its A-Okay 🙂 You are NOT any less a Mum at the end of the day
For me, no bond is stronger than my child at suckling at my breast while I cuddle her. Knowing that, Mama is there for her, and (trying) to give whatever lil nutrients and antibodies that I can with that limited amount.
But hey, let’s see if we can stop before she hits 3 end of the year??? >.<
My 4.24kg Abilash sucked the life out of me for 3 yrs without any formula & woke 6 x EVERY SINGLE NIGHT TILL HE WAS FINALLY WEANED AT 3 YRS!! No more kids for me that’s for sure!!