Breastfeeding · Motherhood

Our 21 Month Breastfeeding Journey

Get out your tissue boxes. If not for you, than for me, because it seems I’ve run out. In fact, I could cure the California drought with the buckets and buckets of tears I’ve shed over the last few weeks. It feels like grieving, this process of moving on and letting go. Our breastfeeding journey has come to an end after 21 months. As I type these words, tears trickle down my face. I can’t believe the words I’m writing. If you dare to ride the emotions with me, read on.

Welcoming Dutch

So many years have passed since he was just a dream, waiting patiently to come true. After being diagnosed with infertility, I wondered if that dream would be possible. Wes and I fought so hard for him, enduring physical and emotional pain to conceive him through IVF. It was among the most challenging times of my life.

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When that pregnancy stick showed positive, I smiled for days. I remember my cheeks actually hurting from so much smiling. In an instant, I realized every challenge had been worth it. Carrying him inside of me for 9 months was an incredible experience. I loved every moment and at the time it felt like an eternity, waiting to meet him.

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Belly Table, About Ready to Pop
Labor was intense. It was terrifying and breathtaking all at the same time. Holding him for the first time was the proudest and most powerful moment of my life. I couldn’t believe it. In an instant, fertility, pregnancy and labor became a thing of past. I welcomed Motherhood.

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Dutch 2 Weeks Old, Photo Credit: Ellice Boone

Nursing Those First Few Months

I planned on breastfeeding and did my best to prepare all throughout my pregnancy. I took classes, asked questions and read books. But let me tell you, nothing prepared me for the challenges of nursing those first few months.

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Nursing Right After Birth
We breastfed right after birth. My nipples took quite the beating as he perfected his latch over the next few weeks. They were bruised and constantly sore. The skin broke from time to time creating painful sores and scabs. I cringed from the pain, each time he nursed. I sought counsel from a lactation specialist who suggested a custom nipple cover. I began wearing it every time he fed to allow the skin a chance to heal. The pain was intense enough to quit entirely at that point, but I was determined to keep trying.

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Milk Drunk Dutch, 1 Day Old
Here’s a funny story about when my milk came in. I took Dutch to see his pediatrician just a few days after he was born for a check up. His doctor, also a young breastfeeding Mom, inquired how nursing was coming along. I shared with her the challenges we were having with latching and the pain it was causing. She then asked if my milk had come in. I replied that I had no idea. She offered to show me how to check. I agreed. I handed Wes the baby and unsnapped one side of my nursing tank. She took one finger to apply pressure to the outside of my nipple, and that’s all it took. Milk shot right out of my breast into her eye and all over her forehead! True story! I was mortified. Of course my first reaction was to apologize and search for anything I could find to clean her up. We all had a good laugh and it appeared that my milk was in… and in strong supply!

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At the Doctor, Waiting For a Checkup, 1 Month
After those first few days, the challenges and triumphs persisted. It felt like Dutch was never satisfied. He seemed unhappy when he wasn’t nursing and it quickly became all consuming. We would later find out that colic had a lot to do with his irritability during that time. I began pumping and allowing my husband and relatives to help with feeding. He seemed to enjoy his bottle and I was grateful for the break. We continued to nurse in between. At one point my supply went through the roof! I had over 75 ounces of breast milk stored in our freezer and could pump up to 8 ounces in one sitting! Dutch wasn’t complaining!

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Skin To Skin
Somewhere around 5 weeks we discovered side lying, or nursing while lying on your side. It became the perfect resting stop for both of us. We nursed and napped together every day like that for months. That quickly evolved into co sleeping. Now I know co sleeping is a bit of a controversial topic, and I don’t plan to discuss it in much detail here. But I will say that it was the right decision for our family at the time. All of the sudden we were getting more sleep and we all felt relief.

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Side Lying Nursing

My Goal Was 1 Year

After surviving the challenges of nursing those first few months, I decided that I would be proud if we could keep breastfeeding until his 1st birthday. It wouldn’t be long before I threw out the pump entirely and began exclusively nursing from months 3-6, until we began introducing solids.

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First Bite of Solid Food at 5 Months (Sweet Potato)
The process was slow. Dutch didn’t seem the least bit interested in anything other than the breast. We kept at it, trying new foods as often as allowed. With my frozen milk supply dwindling and Dutch’s desire for milk alternatives non existent, I was forced to let go a little and supplement with one bottle of formula a day. This felt like failure to me. I worked all this time to exclusively breastfeed him, and here I am giving him formula? I reminded myself that I was brought up on formula and I turned out fine. But somehow, it was a hard pill to swallow.

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My Dad (Gampy) Feeding Dutch a Bottle
The decision to co sleep began to bite us in the butt as Dutch quickly learned that he could nurse on me all night long. He developed the habit of falling asleep at the breast, and due to our own levels of fatigue we allowed it to continue far too long. It was a Catch 22. If we took the nipple away, he cried and cried and no one slept. But if we continued to support the habit, he would never learn to sleep on his own. We struggled with the “Cry It Out” method, neither Wes or I could bare the discomfort of his tears. I remember hoping he would self wean so that we wouldn’t have to make that painful decision.

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Dutch Trying On My Nursing Pads For Size, 12 Months

Nursing Beyond Year 1

Somewhere around 15 months Wes and I hit our limit. I chose to set some boundaries, and it was a hard choice. Saying no to our kids is the hardest thing, but sometimes it’s necessary. That’s what makes this parenting thing so hard! We began our version of crying it out. He continued to sleep in bed with us, but I no longer allowed him to nurse throughout the night. For two nights we endured his tears and tantrums. We sat next to him and patted him, doing our best to soothe him. It took everything inside of me to not hop in the car and drive to Mexico and never come back. The pain I felt inside watching my precious child hurting was more than I could bare. Then all of a sudden, on that third night, Dutch slept through the night for the first time in his life. I remember waking up and looking over at Wes. His expression needed no explanation. We were overjoyed, elated, and finally on a path towards better sleep.

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Dutch Waking Up From His First Full Night of Sleep at 15 Months and 12 Days
With him sleeping through the night, nursing became enjoyable again. He took feedings in the morning, periodically throughout the day, and in the evenings before bed. His appetite for solid foods slowly increased as we found foods that he enjoyed. But his preference always lied with Mama’s milk. It was around this time that the realization hit me… Dutch had made it over a year without any major colds, flus or other medical issues that would have required emergency room visits or antibiotics! I felt pride in my belief that the antibodies he received from my breastmilk might have contributed to that!

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Side By Side Comparison of Dutch & I Around the Same Age, 15 Months
Dutch has always struggled with teething. With each new tooth he experiences the same symptoms: fussiness, irritability, loss of appetite, restless sleep, and the desire to nurse constantly. After his 1st dental checkup around 18 months, we learned that his teeth are fit tightly without much space in between, causing him more teething pain than most. We began this dance of picking up extra feedings during teething episodes, then dropping those feedings once he felt relief, only to pick them back up again during the next episode. Two steps forward, one step back. That’s what it felt like nursing during that time. This forward and backward motion continued until his recent teething episode.

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At the Park Celebrating Healthy Teeth After His First Dentist Appointment, 18 Months
Last Thursday, I woke up and decided the time had come. While I knew it would be a difficult transition, I also knew that many wonderful benefits would come about from weaning. The first few days we were both devastated. For him, it felt like he’d lost his best friend. For me, it felt like I was losing my baby. We were learning a new skill and coping without the comforts of the breast. I quickly became uncomfortably engorged. The realization that I would never nurse Dutch again hit me around day four when I attempted to pump for relief and nothing came out. Thanks to that hilarious incident with Dutch’s pediatrician I knew how to self express and had some luck releasing about 1 ounce of milk. Feeling so proud, I carefully poured it into a sippy cup and handed it to him, fully expecting him to chug it, then ask for more. He took one sip, made a sour face and threw it on the floor! It appeared that after 21 months, Dutch was finally weaned.

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Dutch Sleeping in His Own Bed

Moving On

Over the last week, I’ve experienced a roller coaster of emotions as the three of us along with my raging hormones have adjusted. Dutch is eating like a champ and beginning to sleep in his own bed through the night. At times I wake up and panic because he’s not right there next to me, but Wes and I are enjoying some extra snuggles throughout the night as a result. I packed away our nursing cover the other day and it hit me. In the almost two years that Dutch and I nursed, we had never been shamed for nursing in public! While I’m thankful for that, I realize it’s not the case for everyone.

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Wes, Dutch & I Nursing in Public
Why breastfeeding in public is such a controversial issue, I will never know. Nursing Moms have enough headaches to deal with! Like the bottle of spilled breast milk you just spent 20 minutes pumping from your breast, or the recent case of Mastitis you’ve developed, or the fact that you never feel clean. Really… you’re covered in sticky breast milk all day long, all your clothes are stained, and today’s outfit is determined by how quickly and easily you can take your top off when it’s time to feed. Fashion flies out the window, along with your idealistic views of breastfeeding. Yes, the struggle is real. But it’s so worth it, isn’t it?! To look down at that precious face nuzzled against you. To watch their eyes roll back in pleasure from the taste of Mamas milk. To touch their chunky rolls and know you had a hand in creating them. There’s nothing quite like nursing your baby!

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We Still Snuggle!
As challenging as it has been, I am SO grateful I got to experience the joys of nursing and I’m extremely proud we made it 21 months. I’m especially thankful for Wes’s support. He waited on me hand and foot as I nursed Dutch these last few years. He was a critical part of this journey and we couldn’t have done it without him. Wes and I are looking forward to continued rest, weekend getaways and beginning the journey of welcoming a sibling for Dutch in the near future. As I type these last few words and wipe away these last few tears, I can’t help but smile. Because I know that the story continues, it’s only this chapter that comes to a close. I’m anxious to turn the page and see what’s to come.

This post is Week 4 of the 5 Week Mommy Series I am conducting in May. To get caught up on weeks 1-4 click HERE.

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11 thoughts on “Our 21 Month Breastfeeding Journey

  1. Yes it’s a tough one. I can’t imagine not experiencing breastfeeding. The most beautiful close incredible feeling ever.

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  2. Awww … this brought back memories of the time I stopped breastfeeding. I remember crying in the shower. You did great! ❤ ❤ I have to find some tissue now …

    1. Hey Paardje! Thanks so much for stopping by and reading our story. It’s so nice to relate to other women on this, it makes everything a little easier. Thanks for sharing friend 😊

  3. Inspiring post! I’m a new mom at 2 months but have to give in to formula because I don’t have much milk supply. But I still try to breast milk my baby as much as possible..

  4. With my first, I knew I wanted to breastfeed but didn’t quite know what to expect. My mum had Hep B when I was born so she formula fed me, and I wasn’t overly passionate either way. And then it happened so naturally and my boy was a boob champion (and fiend!). We also got sucked into the feed to sleep thing but he took a dummy so we would do boob, then read books and suck the dummy to sleep. Somewhere just before my son turned 2, I got pregnant again and my supply dwindled so it was a natural weaning process. He fully weaned at 2 yrs 2 months. What a journey! And now I’m doing it all over again with #2! Good times!

    1. Wow you have had quite a journey! Great job Mama and thank you so much for sharing your story! I’ve never heard of using a dummy that is so interesting, somehow I feel that might have worked with Dutch. Where do you get one?

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