Day In The Life

Of me :)

Wake up, because small children are crawling all over my face.

Start a load of laundry.


Take Moose outside to potty.
Sophie refuses to come back in.
Get stuck playing outside all morning.





Moose likes licking Mya for some reason.




Nurse Mya



Mya chews on everything in sight.

Sporting her new diaper, that just came in the mail yesterday. :)



Inside for breakfast.
So I cut my mango without looking, and didn't realize it wasn't ripe yet.
Since it was already cut, I figured I would try to eat it anyways.
Nope.
Most disappointing mango ever.


Angry sticky baby.


Brushed Moose, she sheds a stupid amount.


Hung out swimsuits.


Change Mya.
Rockin a prefold.



Sophie playing her guitar and singing like Marceline.
Adventure Time.
Notice the mess behind her.



Cleaned & vacuumed downstairs.
Mess gone!


Nurse Mya to sleep, and watch The Land Before Time with Sophie.


Dying husband wakes up (after noon), he stayed home with a migrane.
Everyone has lunch.
Gave Mya a cookie.
Hella messy.



Go take a shower with the girls, to clean off all the cookie.
Now squeaky clean.



Wash and hang out diapers.


Get slurpees for dying husband.
Then go to Papa's with the girls.



Eating crackers with Abuela.



Picking raspberries.


Picking apricots.
Yum.
Sophie ate at least 10 of them.



Mya liked them as well.



Abuelo embroidered Mya the prettiest pillow ever!
Abuela sewed it shut, and Papa bought the supplies.



Watch toonies with Papa.
Eat dinner.
Mya naps.


Home once more.



Denny nerds.


Sophie eatin a salad.


Off to brush her teeth.


And go to bed.


Denny got both the girls to sleep, so I sewed.


Finished a diaper.



And a blankie.



Then I cafemom it up & watch netflix.


Then off to bed.

She's Done When SHE'S Done

Welcome to The Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival!

This post was written as part of The Breastfeeding Cafe's Carnival. For more info on the Breastfeeding Cafe, go to www.breastfeedingcafe.wordpress.com. For more info on the Carnival or if you want to participate, contact Claire at clindstrom2 {at} gmail {dot} com. Today's post is about child-led weaning. Please read the other blogs in today's carnival listed below and check back for more posts July 18th through the 31st!

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When I first started nursing, my goal was to go at least 6 months. From what everyone told me, nursing was difficult, painful even. I never dreamed that stopping would actually be the hardest part of it. That's when most people stop isnt it? 3 to 6 months?

6 months rolled around, and we were nowhere near ready. I "attempted" to stop, ok so not really. I then changed my goal to one year. When they are old enough to ask for it, it's time to stop, right? I mean, what would people think!?!?!

Along came her first birthday, and yet again - we just weren't ready to stop. The silly thing is, I didn't really care what people thought. Once I made up my mind that we would nurse until she was ready to stop, I was completely at ease.

Eventually she only really wanted to nurse when she was tired. Naps, bedtime, and once around 1 to 3 am. Summer rolled around and nursing wasn't even wanted at naps, she would pass out during her stories. Around 17 months I decided that she (and I) were ready to start the weaning process.

At bedtime we would go through our routine - bath, getting dressed and reading books with daddy, then I would come in to rock/nurse her. Instead of nursing I would offer her warm milk with a bit of strawberry nesquick. At first she would take a few sips, then want the good stuff. I would nurse her and try again the next night. There was no reason to stress about it, we were going at her pace.

Soon (too soon) she didn't want to nurse to sleep, but she would still wake up once during the night to nurse. After a while I decided she needed a bit more help at stopping. She seemed content with the one nursing, but my milk seemed to be going. The 18 month mark hit, and we were ready to be off the boob for good.

So late one night she woke up, and was rather put out that I didn't just give her what she was used to. Instead we came out to the couch and I gave her a Popsicle. 45 minutes of sleep lost (not so bad) and one Popsicle later, she was out. The next night we got up for a Popsicle and only lost 30 minutes. I brought her sippy cup into bed and she took that as a substitute. Only 2 nights, and she was fine. :)

Now at 2 1/2 years, she still has her sippy cup sitting on our nightstand. She rarely actually wakes up and asks for it. I like to think that our weaning was nice and gentle. I didn't want it to be something traumatic for her. So we took it at our pace. Poo to anyone who says kids should be cut off at so-and-so age. Each kid is different.

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Here are more posts by the Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival participants! Check back because more will be added throughout the day.

• Sylko @ Chaotic Mama—Breastfeeding Carnival: Child-led Weaning

• Shary Lopez @ Mama Fish—On How We Concluded Our Breastfeeding Relationship...

• BoobiesNBabies @ Num In Mind—She Will Let me Know

• Claire @ The Adventures of Lactating Girl—Facing It As It Comes

• Lexi @ Life As A Mommy—She's Done When SHE'S Done

• Timbra @ Bosoms & Babes—Where she leads

• Charity @ Imperfect Happiness—Child-led Weaning Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival Post

• Natasha @ naturalurbanmama—Mutual Weaning - My New Terminology

• Renee @ Just the 5 of us!—Weaning

• Brittany @ Birth Unplugged—No Nutritional Benefit Breastfeeding

• Kimberly @ Monkey Tales Mama Thoughts—End of Nursing

• And of course the guest poster on the Breastfeeding Cafe’s Blog today is Marilee Poulson—The Normal Course of Breastfeeding

Breastfeeding & Family

Welcome to The Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival!

This post was written as part of The Breastfeeding Cafe's Carnival. For more info on the Breastfeeding Cafe, go to www.breastfeedingcafe.wordpress.com. For more info on the Carnival or if you want to participate, contact Claire at clindstrom2 {at} gmail {dot} com. Today's post is about family and breastfeeding. Please read the other blogs in today's carnival listed below and check back for more posts July 18th through the 31st!

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My breastfeeding was affected by family in two ways really - 1. MY family, and 2. my extended family.

Denny never really expressed any interest in bottle feeding, and didn't really say anything when I told him that I planned on breastfeeding. We had formula for those "just-in-case" situations.

If the baby woke up at night and I was exhausted, Denny could make a bottle. HA! The man was impossible to wake up. I think I tried having him do that all of once. (of course now he is much better at the late night emergencies) I had formula also for when we left Sophie with family... again HA! I got so anxious being away from her at all. The first time we left her with my dad, just to go have dinner, I very nearly cried.

After leaving her with Denny once, and having her cry the entire 45 minutes I was gone, I didn't do that again either. I was perfectly content with having her with me all the time, and therefore had no reason to bottle feed.

Looking back, I now realize that my mom was actually my best breastfeeding advocate. I remember visiting her once, and "trying" to wean Sophie around 6 or 7 months. After she cried for about 20 minutes my mom yelled to me, "Oh just give her the boob already. She wants it." Whenever we would be out driving, my mom would pull over whenever Sophie got fussy, just so I could feed her.

Not once did she ever make a negative comment about my breastfeeding, my co-sleeping, or my cloth diapering. My mom name me feel like what I was doing was the norm. I realize now a lot of people don't have that kind of support, and I am blessed.

While Sophie was more "MY" baby during the first 2 years, I think breastfeeding was a positive experience for our family. Denny would ask when I planned to stop, but never pushed it. I got her all to myself for those 2 years, and we bonded in a way that I'll cherish forever.

I guess I'll have to learn how to share the next baby. :P

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Here are more posts by the Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival participants! Check back because more will be added throughout the day.

• Sylko @ Chaotic Mama—Breastfeeding Carnival: Family and Breastfeeding


• Timbra @ Bosoms & Babes—Legacy of Breastfeeding


• Kym @ Twinside Out—“One knows not the worth of water till the well is dry...”


• Shelly @ Lousy Mom—Family Dynamite


• Natasha @naturalurbanmama—Family and Breastfeeding


• Claire @ The Adventures of Lactating Girl—Breastfeeding In My Family


• Renee @ Just the 5 of us!—A family united


• Lexi @ Life As A Mommy—Breastfeeding & Family


• And of course the guest poster on the Breastfeeding Cafe’s Blog today is Rachel Langshall—Breastfeeding and Family

Breastfeeding for Me

Welcome to The Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival!

This post was written as part of The Breastfeeding Cafe's Carnival. For more info on the Breastfeeding Cafe, go to www.breastfeedingcafe.wordpress.com. For more info on the Carnival or if you want to participate, contact Claire at clindstrom2 {at} gmail {dot} com. Today's post is about mothering through breastfeeding. Please read the other blogs in today's carnival listed below and check back for more posts July 18th through the 31st!

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Becoming a mother is something amazing in itself. For me, breastfeeding made it that much more special.

Denny wasn't very "involved" for the beginning for Sophie's life. He went to work, paid our bills, and made sure that we had what we needed. Dads aren't really programed with that special mom gene, the one that just tells you what to do. Being 17, I didn't really know that. Instead of throwing him into the waters of parenthood, I eventually gave up and took over everything. I now have a lot of respect for single mothers.

Nursing Sophie helped me to feel special. She needed me. Instead of spending my time resenting my husband, I threw myself into the beautiful bond of mother and baby. It was so rewarding to lay there with her nursing, while she smiled up at me. Many days, even now, she is the reason I get out of bed.

Being stamped as "bipolar," some days are harder than others. Throw in that it was the middle of winter, I had just become a mother, and was handling it on my own - the harder days started to grow. Nursing helped me to feel like I had a purpose. I was quite literally provide life for someone else. I gave her the nutrients that my body made specifically for her.

It is impossible to understand the feeling unless you do it yourself. Sitting with your baby in your arms, and having them look up at you with that milky grin, nursing to sleep, or just putting their hand on your chest while you nurse - it's special.

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Here are more posts by the Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival participants! Check back because more will be added throughout the day.

• Claire @ The Adventures of Lactating Girl—Mothering in Second Place

• Sylko @ Chaotic Mama—Breastfeeding Carnival: Mothering

• Lexi @ Life As A Mommy—Breastfeeding for Me

• Timbra @ Bosoms & Babes—The Mother I never thought I'd Be

• Shelly @ Lousy Mom—Breastfeeding taught me I'm a lousy mom

• Natasha @ naturalurbanmama—Mothering through Brestfeeding:as Mother Nature intended

• Renee @ Just the 5 of us!—Nursing says it best

• Kaitlin Rose @ Bring Birth Home—Nurturing the (Nursing) Mother

• Kate @ KateIsFun—Breastfeeding and Mothering

• Emily @ Baby Dickey—How breastfeeding has shaped my role as a mother

• And of course the guest poster on the Breastfeeding Cafe’s Blog today is Katherine Anderson—Mothering Defined by Nursing

Night Shift

Welcome to The Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival!

This post was written as part of The Breastfeeding Cafe's Carnival. For more info on the Breastfeeding Cafe, go to www.breastfeedingcafe.wordpress.com. For more info on the Carnival or if you want to participate, contact Claire at clindstrom2 {at} gmail {dot} com. Today's post is about nighttime parenting and nursing. Please read the other blogs in today's carnival listed below and check back for more posts July 18th through the 31st!

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Nighttime parenting is a subject in which I am strongly opinionated. If someone doesn't want to lose sleep, spend hours taking care of a child at night, and do this for months years - do not have children. End of story.

I did not have an "easy" baby, you know, those freak babies that sleep 10 hrs solid the day they're born. My daughter took hours to soothe to sleep. That isn't an exaggeration. I often spent 1 to 2 hours rocking, nursing, and/or singing to get her to bed. This was just the begining of our night, she woke up countless times well into the 2nd year of her life.

A book that helped me was "The No Cry Sleep Solution." I am strongly against the whole "crying it out" option, I find it down right cruel. If and infant cries, it is because they need something. If they need just your attention, I think it's wrong to deprive them of that. The book helped me to plan out a nighttime routine, and chart out just how many times she woke up at night.

When she was about 1 year old, her wake ups varied between 3 - 7 times a night. The count was higher if she was sleeping in a crib. Co-sleeping helped to keep me from becoming a zombie during the day. I could just pull my shirt aside, and go right back to sleep. Sophie would nurse until she was content, then fall asleep herself.

Around 18 months (when we stopped nursing) she would only wake up once a night, ask for her sippy cup and go right back to sleep. Now at 2 1/2 she rarely wakes up at all. If she does get up, she just asks for her sippy and that's that.

I cannot express just how much co-sleeping helped me. I was the one who was up every single night with my daughter. I was the one who nursed her in the rocking chair and tried not to pass out. I was the one who sacrificed my sleep, to make sure my daughter was happy and well. Therefore I was the one who decided that we could all squish into a little full size bed.

Co-sleeping isn't for everyone. I would suggest at least a queen size mattress (like we have) or bigger. I'd love the idea of squishing two queens together, but Denny just rolls his eyes at me when I mention it. ...Secretly, I think he'd love the idea too.

Waking up to a 2 yr old smiling just 3 inches from your face is delightful. Even better when they yell "Good morning, Mom!" My pillow often gets stolen, I normally have tiny feet sprawled across me, and if I don't wake up in the morning - I get a little finger in my eye/nose/ear. Still, I love it.

All in all, parenting is not a day time job. I work all day every day, nights and weekends, holidays and even when I'm sick. If you don't want to sacrifice your time and sleep, I would suggest a different job field.

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Here are more posts by the Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival participants! Check back because more will be added throughout the day.

• Sylko @ Chaotic Mama—Breastfeeding Carnival: Nighttime Nursing


• Emily @ Baby Dickey—Nighttime Nursing & Parenting


• Timbra @ Bosoms & Babes—Will we ever sleep again?


• Lexi @ Life As A Mommy—Night Shift


• Kate @ KateIsFun—Nighttime Parenting & Nursing


• Kaitlin Rose @ Bring Birth Home—How I Parent & Nurse at Night


• Shelly @ Lousy Mom—How do I sleep this early


• Lauren @ Hobo Mama—Nighttime parenting and the right attitude


• Natasha @ naturalurbanmama—Nighttime Parenting and Nursing: I really just want to sleep!


• Claire @ The Adventures of Lactating Girl—Co-sleeping and Breastfeeding to Function


• Kimberly @ Monkey Tales Mama Thoughts—Breastfeeding, Co-sleeping & Nightweaning, oh my!


• And of course the guest poster on the Breastfeeding Cafe’s Blog today is Jasmine Jafferali—Jasmine Jafferali

Nursing In Pain

Welcome to The Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival!

This post was written as part of The Breastfeeding Cafe's Carnival. For more info on the Breastfeeding Cafe, go to www.breastfeedingcafe.wordpress.com. For more info on the Carnival or if you want to participate, contact Claire at clindstrom2 {at} gmail {dot} com. Today's post is about nursing in special circumstances. Please read the other blogs in today's carnival listed below and check back for more posts July 18th through the 31st!

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As stated before, nursing was not a picnic at first. It was down right painful - both physically and emotionally. I didn't really know that anything was wrong when she first nursed, but later that day I was hurting. My nipples were cracked and bleeding.

Our first night was spent in the hospital, both of us crying. My baby was constantly hungry, and I couldn't understand why. She nursed and nursed, but never seemed to be satisfied. We all know when babies are hungry, and don't get fed, they cry. She cried, I cried.

I sat there in my hospital bed, and felt like a failure. How was I supposed to take care of this little person when I couldn't even feed her? I asked for the lactation specialist, but it took her forever to come. She latched Sophie on, but nothing was really explained. I felt like a bad mother having to ask for help, with something that was supposed to be natural. Eventually I cracked and asked the nurse to bring me a binky. Around 4 in the morning, Sophie finally fell asleep.

The next morning I was informed that she had dropped from her 6 lbs 12 oz to 6 lbs 4 oz. She "needed" formula. I passed on the nipple tube, and just fed her from a bottle. My boobs hurt so much, even showering hurt.

When we took her home, we stopped to buy a pump. If my baby was going to drink from bottles, she'd at least drink my milk. I decided to try breastfeeding again at our home, and it worked. It still hurt, because the scabs were healing, but it wasn't the same stabbing pain. A few days after I completely healed, there was no pain at all.

My baby was a pro nurser. Had she not "learned" on her own, I don't know how our nursing experience would have gone.

 

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 Here are more posts by the Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival participants! Check back because more will be added throughout the day.

• Sylko @ Chaotic Mama—Breastfeeding Carnival: Special Circumstances


• Whitney @ According To Waddlebug: The (Un)Balancing Act of Motherhood—Breastfeeding a Dairy & Gluten Sensitive Babe


• Lexi @ Life As A Mommy—Nursing in Pain


• Guest Poster Angela @ The Adventures of Lactating Girl—Breastfeeding Twins: What I Wish I'd Known


• Natasha @ naturalurbanmama—Nursing in Special Circumstances: Preemie, Pregnancy and a Pair of Nurslings


• Heather @ The Bee in Your Bonnet—Whole Nine Months


• Timbra @ Bosoms & Babes—Special Circumstance: NICU Nurses and Nursing


• Guest Poster Kristin @ Nursing Freedom—Nursing in Public with Twins: My Story, My Thoughts


• And of course the guest poster on the Breastfeeding Cafe’s Blog today is Melissa Knighton—No Dairy, Eggs, Soy, Peanuts, or Tree Nuts

Special Bonds

Welcome to The Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival!

This post was written as part of The Breastfeeding Cafe's Carnival. For more info on the Breastfeeding Cafe, go to www.breastfeedingcafe.wordpress.com. For more info on The Carnival or if you want to participate, contact Claire at clindstrom2 {at} gmail {dot} com. Today's post is about Importance of Breastfeeding. Please read the other blogs in today's carnival listed below and check back for more posts July 18th through the 31st!

When I was pregnant, I knew I would nurse. Sure I could formula feed if I felt like it, but that wasn't the "norm" for me. I grew up with my mom's family, who were both Hispanic and always had babies. Everyone nursed, it just made sense. Why waste the time filling a bottle with warm water, measuring the formula, and shaking it up? It takes 2 seconds to plop out a boob.

As a pregnant mom, I did a lot of reading. Of course I knew that "breast was best." Sure, formulas could put all kinds of things in their cans, but they would never reach the awesomeness of mommy milk. I collected the free sample cans for two reasons, one the cheap in me wouldn't let me throw them out, and two just in case.

After our pain in the butt introduction to nursing, it was easy for us. It was better than easy, it was wonderful. There was a special something there, that only her and I would share. We had time to just connect.

She ate like a piranha most of the time, but bed/nap time nursing was my favorite. There was no rush, and no one to bother us. We would snuggle together, she'd play with my fingers, my hair, my face, whatever was in reach. Eventually the "milk drunk" effect would take over, and her mouth would pop off leaving that little O.

We nursed for 18 months, and that 18 months was delightful. I "tried" to wean once at 6 months, then at a year, but it was mostly from pressure. Pressure of what the world wanted, once I finally decided "screw the world," I pretty much let her wean on her own.

18 months was good for us, and it was important to me that I not take it from her too early. She was always a mommy's girl, and she needed that special bond. That time where I was hers and hers alone. Even at the very end, when we only nursed once a night to put her to bed - it was still our time. I miss that. :(

I plan to nurse just as long as the 2nd baby needs as well. Not only does it help out financially, but have you tasted that formula stuff? I did just out of curiosity, because I'm weird like that, and BOY is that stuff nasty. We did try a few bottles at the beginning of her life, with both formula and pumped milk (she quickly found out that boob was better and refused the bottles), and it just wasn't the same. There wasn't that special click. Anyone could feed her a bottle, it wasn't something special that only I could do for her.

Sure it can be harder for some women, but I believe in will power. If you want to do something, really WANT to, you will be able to. I wanted to nurse my baby, and we did it. I wanted to rise above stereotypes and be a good "teen mom", and I did it. My husband and I want to give our daughter the world, and even though we aren't blessed in the money department, we find a way to give her everything she needs and more.

That bond is important, even if it only lasts 3 months or so. Props to women who actually give it an honest try. I wouldn't give up those special moments for anything. Breastfeeding was one of the best decisions I ever made.

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Here are more posts by the Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival participants! Check back because more will be added throughout the day.

• Sylko @ Chaotic Mama—Breastfeeding Carnival: Importance of Breastfeeding


• Sara @ The Covered Wagon—Nursing a Food Allergic Child


• Shelly @ Lousy Mom—Importance of breastfeeding


• Timbra @ Bosoms & Babes—The best non-decision I ever made


• Shary @ Mama Fish—Why Breast Milk is Best


• Claire @ The Adventures of Lactating Girl—I Breastfeed For Me


• Lauren @ Hobo Mama—Why breastfeeding is important


• Kate @ KateIsFun—The Importance of Breastfeeding


• Kaitlin Rose @ Bring Birth Home—Breastfeeding Came Naturally


• Brooke @ Milk Maid Mamma—Why I Chose to Breastfeed


• Lexi @ Life as a Mommy—Special Bonds


• Whitney @ According to Waddlebug:The (Un)Balancing act of Motherhood—Importance of Breastfeeding


• Natasha @ naturalurbanmama—Importance of Breastfeeding:X-men and Faberge Shampoo


• Shelly @ Lousy Mom—Wheat allergies and working


• And of course the guest poster on the Breastfeeding Cafe’s Blog today is Jen Karsbaek—Breastfeeding Helps Me Love My Son

Birth and Breast

Welcome to The Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival!

This post was written as part of The Breastfeeding Cafe's Carnival. For more info on the Breastfeeding Cafe, go to www.breastfeedingcafe.wordpress.com. For more info on The Carnival or if you want to participate, contact Claire at clindstrom2 {at} gmail {dot} com. Today's post is about Birth Experiences and Breastfeeding. Please read the other blogs in today's carnival listed below and check back for more posts July 18th through the 31st!

For my birth experience, I didn't really know what I wanted. I was 17 for crying out loud. Thanks to the "Bringing Home Baby" show, I was horrified that something would go wrong.

Our birth ended up going along just fine (for the most part). I was in labor for a little under 10 hrs, and didn't have to push very long at all. Once they cleaned all the ick off Sophie, the nurse dove right in my shirt to latch on my baby. I was horrified that it would hurt, everyone said it hurt for the first month or two. Lies, all of it.

No body told me that when you nurse the right way, it isn't supposed to hurt. There I sat, with bleeding nipples, and a baby that wanted to nurse constantly, because she just couldn't latch. I had no idea. I just knew I was in pain.

Eventually the a nurse came in to tell me that Sophie had dropped too much weight, and she needed to get formula in her. I was given the option of just putting a little tube up to my boob, and letting her "pretend nurse." The idea of giving the girls a break was too much to resist. I ended up just bottle feeding her until we got home from the hospital the next day.

On the way home, I had Denny stop at target and buy me a pump. If I couldn't nurse, I was going to be sure that she still got mommy milk. Turns out it wasn't really necessary. Once we got home, she was pro. I don't know if it was drinking from the bottles, using her binky, or what, but she could now latch perfectly and ate like there was no tomorrow.

I didn't feel informed when I had my baby. I didn't really know any better. If Sophie hadn't mastered nursing magically, I may have just been too defeated to keep going. Luckily this time around I know what to expect. I know how it should feel and what to do.

That is how my birth experience affected our breastfeeding.

 

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 Here are more posts by the Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival participants! Check back because more will be added throughout the day.

• Sylko @ Chaotic Mama—Breastfeeding Carnival: Birth Experience


• Emily @ Baby Dickey—How Ryan's birth affected breastfeeding


• Kimberly @ Monkey Tales Mama Thoughts—Birth and Boobs


• Timbra @ Bosoms and Babes—Birth Experience


• Shelley @ Lousy Mom—Birth Experience


• Kimberly @ Fertility Flower—Transformative Power of Birth


• Claire @ Geeky Gaming Mama—How did my births affect breastfeeding?


• Natasha @ naturallurbanmama—My birth experiences, also known as Night and Day!


• Kaitlin Rose @ Bring Birth Home—Giving Birth at Home Positively Affected Breastfeeding


• Claire @ The Adventures of Lactating Girl—Dealing With the Opposition


• Whitney @ According to Waddlebug: The (Un)balancing Act of Motherhood—My Birth and How It Affected Breastfeeding


• Lexi @ Life As A Mommy—Birth and Breast


• And of course the guest poster on the Breastfeeding Cafe’s Blog today is Laurel Miller-Jones—Laurel's Birth Experience and Breastfeeding

Boob Love

Welcome to The Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival!

This post was written as part of The Breastfeeding Cafe's Carnival. For more info on the Breastfeeding Cafe, go to www.breastfeedingcafe.wordpress.com. For more info on the Carnival or if you want to participate, contact Claire at clindstrom2 {at} gmail {dot} com. Today's post is Wordless Wednesday: Breastfeeding Photos! Please read the other blogs in today's carnival listed below and check back for more posts July 18th through the 31st!

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(Thanks to my friend, Claire, I was introduced to the Breastfeeding Cafe last year. I'm super excited to get involved with it this year. I'm volunteering as the host for the Expectant Moms Circle. Breastfeeding should be the norm, and even though we aren't nursing anymore, I'm still an advocate for boob.)

I find it completely depressing that during the entire 18 months that Sophie nursed, I got pretty much zero pictures. Since this is the Wordless Wednesday post, I am supposed to put on pictures of our beautiful nursing experience. I had to DIG to find any.

This one I got from my mom's camera a year or so ago. Notice the poor baby, having your face covered just can't be comfortable. I had horrified my cousins earlier that day by whipping out my boob at the table, so I figured I wouldn't torture them more than necessary.... then I showed them my birth video. >:) They needed a good dose of "don't get pregnant in your teens."

This one I pulled from a video. Denny was trying to figure out how to record with our video camera, and accidentally recorded some bewb.

These last 3, I love. I pulled these from Sophie's birth video. Yep, we are THOSE kind of people. The people that record birth. I didn't really want video of my vajay, but I sure wanted the experience documented.

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Here are more posts by the Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival participants! Check back because more will be added throughout the day.

• Emily @ Baby Dickey—Wordless Wednesday: breastfeeding


• Timbra @ Bosoms and Babes—Firsts Wordless Wednesday: Carnival Day


• Kimberly @ Monkey Tales Mama Thoughts—Wordless Wednesday: Breastfeeding Photos


• Melodie @ Breastfeeding Moms Unite!—Breastfeeding a Toddler: It Doesn't Matter How Big They Get


• Sara @ The Covered Wagon—Wordless Wednesday


• Renee @ Just the 5 of us!—Favorite Breastfeeding Photos


• BoobiesNBabies @ Num In Mind—Wordless Wednesday: DD2 Breastfeeding Photos


• Lauren @ Hobo Mama—Wordless Wednesday: Breastfeeding by the waterfall


• Whitney @ According To Waddlebug: The (Un)Balancing Act of Motherhood—Wordless Wednesday: Breastfeeding Goober Pie


• Shary @ Mama Fish—Wordless Wednesday: Favorite Breastfeeding Photos


• Anne @ Dou-la-la—Wordless Wednesday: Breastfeeding Cafe


• Lexi @ Life As A Mommy—Boob Love


• Claire @ The Adventures of Lactating Girl—Not Really Wordless Wednesday: First Breastfeeding Photo
  


• Natasha @ Natural Urban Mama—Wordless Wednesday: My Fave Breastfeeding Pics


• Kaitlin Rose @ Bring Birth Home—Wordless Wednesday - Family Nursing


• Becca @ Mama B—Nursies and Night Nights


• Kate @ KateIsFun—Snack Time


• And of course Breastfeeding Cafe’s Blog today is a slide show of 122 breastfeeding photos!—Breastfeeding Slideshow