This is a blog post I originally wrote in 2013 and wanted to revisit and share this year during World Breastfeeding Week. I hope you enjoy. :)
.i’m having a lot of conflicting feelings this year during world breastfeeding week. i feel like it might be safe to say that i am as or more passionate about breastfeeding as anyone. i have been breastfeeding for the past 5 years of my life which isn’t much to some people but to most people i’d say it is. that’s a lot of breastfeeding.
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breastfeeding is something that has become such a way of
life for me. personally, i always knew i would breastfeed. and now, i feel like maybe i have a million different
breastfeeding topics that i could expand upon such as the many benefits of
breastfeeding, my journey and struggles breastfeeding a tongue tied baby, my
experience with extended breastfeeding, breastfeeding a second time around,
breastfeeding + the nicu, breastfeeding + co-sleeping… and so-on and so-forth.
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breastfeeding is something that i am passionate about. that i love. that is part of me. that is part of my children. but, this year
breastfeeding is bringing up a lot of of other feelings for me and one of those is the
feeling of exclusion.
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in my life, i have definitely felt a lot of “exclusion” from
other people when it comes to my beliefs and parenting practices. and heck,
also my lifestyle in general. the list includes: getting married young, having
babies young, breastfeeding, breastfeeding (albeit modestly) in public (GASP),
breastfeeding my toddlers (FAINT),
sleeping with my babies, sleeping with my toddlers, delayed
vaccinations/opting out of vaccinations, homeschooling, etc. sometimes this
bothers me a lot. it bothers me that people feel that they can say whatever they want to say
to me about my choices when i haven't said anything to them. this really bothers
me in any situation. i cannot imagine opening my mouth and judging someone
so openly. so harshly. i’m sure all mothers can
relate to me here. there is just
something about becoming a mother that opens you up to this world of everyone
telling you what to do and most importantly what you are doing wrong. I will never understand
this. never, never - never.
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and then there is the exclusion on the other side. i
attended a breastfeeding event recently in my new town which is where this
observation really stood out to me. one part of me was very happy to be
attending this event. it was something special that i had planned to do with my
littlest son. it was fun to be around a lot of people who shared in my beliefs
and to be in a place where i did not have to feel excluded. however, it also
made me feel uneasy. it made me feel uneasy to be in a place where women who
don’t breastfeed or can’t breastfeed wouldn’t feel welcome. a place where you would feel guilty if you
planned a natural childbirth but ended up with a c-section. a place where you
might want to run and hide before whipping out the disposable diapers from your
bag when all the other babies were wearing cloth.
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i know that we “hippie” moms like to think of ourselves as
being so “natural”. i am pretty obsessed with the word natural come to think of
it. but i never want judgement to come "naturally" to me either. that's when i know something is wrong with the way i'm viewing motherhood.
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obviously, i am passionate about breastfeeding and i believe that “breast milk is best". i would love to inspire other women and help them to be able to feel that they too can choose breastfeeding for their families. however, i do not believe it is the end all. i do not believe that i am the best mother. not at all. i have so many limitations and weaknesses as a mother.
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obviously, i am passionate about breastfeeding and i believe that “breast milk is best". i would love to inspire other women and help them to be able to feel that they too can choose breastfeeding for their families. however, i do not believe it is the end all. i do not believe that i am the best mother. not at all. i have so many limitations and weaknesses as a mother.
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i guess what i'm trying to say, is that even though people have definitely made me feel excluded
because of my parenting choices, i never want to make someone else feel that
way. i’m so thankful that i have been able to connect with mothers out there who are doing
things all different ways and i’m thankful that they have felt that they could
connect with me as well. each one of these mothers i admire for different reasons. i am thankful for their kind comments to me, and i am thankful that they have never made me feel excluded. let’s all please continue to be
friends and build each other up. that is what i want most of all.
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i have a lot of work to do to become more of the person that i want to be and of course i'm not sure what the answer is. i'm not saying that the event i attended was a "bad thing" or that i will never attend an event like that again. these are just the thoughts that are accompanying my mind as i celebrating nursing and what it has meant for my babies and myself.
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we all have a different story as it relates to feeding our babies. for me, it has been exclusive breastfeeding at birth and extended breastfeeding against societal norms for both of my boys. there have been great joys and also struggles. this year, during world breastfeeding week, i would love to hear what role breastfeeding has played in your life, if any, and what it has meant for you :)
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we all have a different story as it relates to feeding our babies. for me, it has been exclusive breastfeeding at birth and extended breastfeeding against societal norms for both of my boys. there have been great joys and also struggles. this year, during world breastfeeding week, i would love to hear what role breastfeeding has played in your life, if any, and what it has meant for you :)
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(asher, breastfeeding, november 2012)
