Breastfeeding

So before I wasn't all that sure what the infatuation was between mothers and breastfeeding.  Moms would just gush over it saying it was the best thing they ever did-their favorite time with the baby.  I thought this seemed a little weird.  But there's also a bit of pressure too...since it is supposedly the best food for the baby.  So, I never took a class or read a book but trusted my moms advice that it would just happen naturally.  And, thankfully it did!  The first time Shadden laid in my arms he rose to the occasion and presto!  We were in action.  No pain, no soreness, no engorgement, nothing!  I think God knew we just needed something to work and so for us, our easy ticket has been breastfeeding.  

Bobby told me we could get Shadden off of gross IV foods if he was breastfeeding well.  I heard that and sprung into mommy mission mode.  I couldn't even get out of bed by myself but I had a mission!  Anything to relieve my baby of some of the war torture he was enduring in the NICU (Not that it is a bad place!)  But he had IV punctures everywhere-even in a horn coming out of his head!  Break your heart!  I got wheelchair rides down every 2-3 hours to feed Shadden and we successfully made it off of IV foods so all he needed his IV for was antibiotics.  I think everyone else was more tired than I with the feeding schedule.  I think God puts something into moms where you couldn't sleep if you wanted or tried because I did and nothing happened.  I kept checking the clock waiting to see my baby again.  I would get teary laying in bed thinking of him so far away being taken care of by strangers whom I had no idea about.  I just hated that separation with everything in me.  The nurses were great, but I felt like no one should be with my baby except me and my family.  

Now, we are home without NICU alarms, cords, IVs, & monitors hanging out of both of our arms-I can't explain how wonderful it is!  Plus!  This is my view from my window absolutely gorgeous spring blossoms!  God is so good!