Behind the Acts of Sharing Breastmilk

Milk Mama Diaries
Welcome to the Milk Mama Diaries Carnival (September). For this month, we will tackle milk sharing and how it can nurture the community, and how this spirit of giving can be sustained. Participants will share their thoughts, experiences, hopes and suggestions on the topic.

Please scroll down to the end of the post to see the list of carnival entries.

Sharing constitutes giving and receiving. LC and I have been at both ends of milk sharing. Giving will always have more weight for me in whatever matter in life, but I guess relaying how we were at the receiving end of milk sharing is another way of showing gratitude to the generous giver.

One must be poor to know the luxury of giving.
– George Elliot, English novelist

Almost two months after giving birth to Little Cat, I was still struggling with my milk supply. I was also still struggling with post natal blues and to adjusting and learning about the baby. All these I had to deal with on top of the house hold chores. We don’t have a maid or yaya or anyone else aside from the three of us, so the stress-level for me is way off the charts. We would then top up with formula milk once in a while to give me even an extra hour of rest. Then there was this time, when I really wanted to have that very much-needed breather. A time away for myself.

Good thing it was also our wedding anniversary. I had more reason to level down my motherly doubts of not going for it. Hubby and I decided to get a massage and have dinner. We left LC to my sister-in-law who lives nearest us and whom we can entrust LC. We left LC with his stash of formula milk and feeding bottles good for about 6 hours.

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My It’s-Not-All-Be-All Breastfeeding Mantra

“Welcome to the Milk Mama Diaries Carnival (February). For this month, we focus on back to basics. Participants will share advices – either the best breastfeeding advice they received OR/AND the best breastfeeding advice they can give to new moms. Please scroll down to the end of the post to see the list of carnival entries.”

This may sound like an anti-breastfeeding slogan, but truth be told, this has become my breastfeeding mantra: “Breastfeeding is not the end all, be all of motherhood.”

I have nursed LC for 2 years, 2 months and counting. It wasn’t a great start. We spent only two and a half days in the hospital since I labored. Hubby and I were all on our own with a newborn from then on. We don’t have a yaya, a helper, a nurse, a relative or anyone else with us. No one came over to help us with anything. Not one soul. Not even once. Breastfeeding newborn LC, who turned out to be a comfort nurser and a snacker, was then a gargantuan challenge for me. An undertaking which I have to struggle and cry buckets over with my fresh caesarean stitch, house chores and the monstrous post-partum blues. But thank God we were able to get through! We’ve been exclusively breastfeeding from two months onwards.

Such was the triumph I felt that I believed moms who were not able to exclusively breastfeed, or not at all, simply did not try hard enough. I was, at that point, one of those snotty and insensitive breastfeeding “advocates.” If I learned that a friend and fellow mom is mixed-feeding or having a hard time breastfeeding, I’d gun her down in my mind and barrage her with insistence to make more effort and to nurse directly as often as she could.

Then I came to an out-pouring from those moms. I was opened to the reality on how they fought and why they were not able to

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I Am A SuperMom

I was supposed to join Jenny and Mec‘s Breastfeeding Carnival this August.  However, I couldn’t write something coherent with the month’s theme, plus some other reasons.  I could not let August past without a breastfeeding-related post though.  August is breastfeeding month in the country!

I’ve been breastfeeding for 20 months now.  I’ve had my fair share of frustrations, challenges, ‘lil triumphs and those heartwarming, funny and awkward moments.  I’ll tell about it some other time. For now, I want to make a validation for myself.

I make milk.
I have superpowers.
I am also a “Super Mom.”

Some full-time moms can take care of 1+N children, work-at-home, cook meals, do household chores, homeschool their kids, maintain a high traffic blog, do crafts, be great wives and stay fabulous all at the same time.  Wow!  I salute them.  I wish to be like them or even one-fourth as capable as they are.

But knowing that some moms can be as efficient, it also makes me feel insecure, incompetent, inadequate.  (sigh) I know things will get better in time.  I will get better in time.  I will be a Super Mom too someday!

Then again, I am already a Super Mom.  I have super powers too!  I can also do some household chores while carrying and supplying super milk to our Super Toddler.  Ain’t that super? 😉

Cheers to all breastfeeding moms! 🙂

Mommy Milkshake 2011

I, Daddy Papa Cat and Little Cat with me in a baby carrier joined last year’s Mommy Milkshake Fun Run with good friend I.  We happily pitterpatted with the drizzle that morning and chatted our way to complete the 3K run walk.  After which we checked out and got loots from the booths geared towards mommies, babies and breastfeeding moms in particular.  It was a good experience being back to the running scene and being a part of a breastfeeding event at the same time.

It was my first running event after giving birth.  The one before it was Kenny Roger’s Urbanite Run in 2009. I was 5 months pregnant then and I completed the 5K course.  6 months after giving birth, I went back to running – more of brisk walking actually since I always carried Little Cat with me in a bjorn-type carrier.  We happily cruised the village streets for awhile until frequent rains came.  Little Cat and I were confined indoors, and  I haven’t picked up my running shoes since then. Continue reading