So beautifully touching; and I can relate. 13 years nearly since I first became a mum. And 10 since the second time. All of that. And looking bank the gladness I did. And did not go out dancing. Xx
I had my first son at 34. I found breast feeding the most profound experience and I fed both my sons for a long time. I wish I could express myself like this - instead I’ll just have a quiet cry. They are in their 20s now. I think this is why I am so upset at young women having mastectomies - I hated my breasts until I saw what they could do. I didn’t want children until I was in my 30s. I makes me so sad for these young women - if even one regrets what she has done it is a tragedy. And I fear there will be many more than one.
I nearly cried when reading this Milli. Ten years of breastfeeding my babies. Ten years of thinking about everything else I could be doing, ten years of wishing that this would never end. The intimacy, the love, the sheer physicality of two bodies intertwined together. There's nothing else I've ever done or will ever do to match breastfeeding my babies. My body was a wondrous thing.
This sums it up. I was literally breastfeeding my son just now as I read it. It’s all the things, and I too am not one of those mums that can’t just put my baby down & walk away, despite all the other things I would like to be doing. The time I spend breastfeeding is time I will never get back, time in the quiet observing & connecting with my child, being still with them - you never get that back, so I soak it up.
So beautifully touching; and I can relate. 13 years nearly since I first became a mum. And 10 since the second time. All of that. And looking bank the gladness I did. And did not go out dancing. Xx
I had my first son at 34. I found breast feeding the most profound experience and I fed both my sons for a long time. I wish I could express myself like this - instead I’ll just have a quiet cry. They are in their 20s now. I think this is why I am so upset at young women having mastectomies - I hated my breasts until I saw what they could do. I didn’t want children until I was in my 30s. I makes me so sad for these young women - if even one regrets what she has done it is a tragedy. And I fear there will be many more than one.
I nearly cried when reading this Milli. Ten years of breastfeeding my babies. Ten years of thinking about everything else I could be doing, ten years of wishing that this would never end. The intimacy, the love, the sheer physicality of two bodies intertwined together. There's nothing else I've ever done or will ever do to match breastfeeding my babies. My body was a wondrous thing.
That is what it is like - precious hours ❤️
I love this, so beautiful. Thinking back to those days, I can relate to so much of it. Xx
This sums it up. I was literally breastfeeding my son just now as I read it. It’s all the things, and I too am not one of those mums that can’t just put my baby down & walk away, despite all the other things I would like to be doing. The time I spend breastfeeding is time I will never get back, time in the quiet observing & connecting with my child, being still with them - you never get that back, so I soak it up.