I decided to write a post about my breastfeeding journey with my now 2 year old son Jaxon. This chapter of our journey recently ended.
Thinking about it makes me sad in some ways, but really happy that the journey has come to an end.
Let’s start at the beginning.When I was pregnant with my son Jaxon, I had already made up in my mind that I wasn’t going to breastfeed, that formula would be my choice. Keep in mind I didn’t know much about breastfeeding and the benefits of breast milk. My choice was a uneducated choice based off what I heard through other people. I should have did research and made an educated choice. But we live and we learn, that’s what life is about.
The day my son was born was the day my life was changed. The moment the doctors placed him on my chest was the moment I fell completely in love. I remember my sister showing me how to hold Jaxon and placing him on my nipple. Jaxon latched immediately. Not going to lie, it was painful. It felt like he was gnawing at my nipple. Later I found out it was improper latch. The moment I had holding my son while he nursed changed my outlook on breastfeeding (nursing) him. While in the hospital I did some research about breastfeeding/breastmilk and learned many things I didn’t know before. All the great benefits and nutritional value of breastmilk. After about 3 days, Jaxon had his first checkup. The concern I had was is my son getting a enough milk. What I learned was that sometimes it takes your body a few days to process to have your milk come in. A woman usually produces colostrum before her actual milk comes in.”Your breasts produce colostrum beginning during pregnancy and continuing through the early days of breastfeeding. This special milk is yellow to orange in color and thick and sticky.”(-lalalechuleague.org)
The nurses had me breastfeed Jaxon on each breast for 10minutes to see if he was getting enough milk and he definitely was.(picture was taken at his check up)
Once Jaxon and I figured out how to get him properly latch, it was smooth sailing and virtually pain free until he got teeth.
Jaxon has teeth
It took months before my son had teeth coming in, but I told myself the moment his teeth erupted that I wasn’t breastfeeding anymore. That was far from the truth. I laugh at myself now. I didn’t give up,I pressed my way through.
The moment my son’s teeth erupted/came in(5 to 6 months old), that was a big adjustment for me. The pain I once felt when I first breastfed was back. The gnawing at my nipples was excruciating pain. I had to teach my son that you can’t bite mommy it hurts. Eventually Jaxon got it.
After 1 year
After my son turned one years old, I was ready to stop breastfeeding, but he wasn’t and I didn’t want to just stop cold turkey. I learned that my son would nurse not only for food/nutrition, but it was comfort level. When he would fall down or if he was sleepy, Jaxon would want to breastfeed. Although I wanted to wean Jaxon after he turned one, I never put much effort into it. Honestly, I wanted to stop, but I didn’t if that makes sense. I loved the bond my son and I created. In my mind I wanted to stop and in my heart I didn’t really want to yet. The pressures of society and people also can make it hard. People don’t like to mind their business and think they have the right to tell you when you need to stop. I don’t understand why it’s their concern. My baby, my body and my choice.
After 2 years
Once Jaxon turned two, I knew it was really time to stop breastfeeding . My son didn’t breastfeed as often as when he was a baby,but would want to nurse at the most random times now as a toddler. I had to really make up my mind that our journey needed to end and start a new chapter. My husband and I went away for a few days( last blog post Baecation). I was so nervous and anxious, but I knew that this would help Jaxon and I both. When I came back home to Jaxon he tried to nurse and I told him that we were all done. It was amazing, my son just grabbed his sippycup and went on about his business. Jaxon for a few days kept trying to breastfeed, but when I said all done, he just left it at that. What? A miracle if you ask me. Who knew that taking a few days away would help end our journey? I’m so thankful it worked.
Drying up breastmilk
The hardest part for me of this journey ending is drying up the rest of my milk supply. It’s painful. It hurts. But I’ve been hanging in there. My left breast is swollen slightly. I’m monitoring to make sure I don’t get mastitis. Mastitis is a infection you get in your breast from clogged milk ducts. Currently I’ve been using cold green cabbage, peppermint tea, Sudafed, and Motrin to help. I can definitely tell a difference in the size of my breast. It’s only been a few days, but I’m excited to go back to wearing regular bras and being flat chested.
To all the moms breastfeeding and struggling stay encouraged. I’m so proud of doing what was best for my baby and the bond that was created.
Thanks so much for reading!