Breastfeeding Blog Hop: GUILTY!

Breastfeeeding Blog Hop

This post is part of the weekly breastfeeding blog hop, hosted by The Slacker Mom, and co-hosted by The Gnome’s Mom and Happiness Redefined. This week’s topic is Guilt!

Guilt. It’s something that sneaks up at me at times and pounces, leaving me to question what on earth I’m doing with a 14-month-old and one on the way. Especially when it comes to breastfeeding.

I tried weaning Abby because, well, I couldn’t take it anymore. Having her breastfeed even just before naps and bedtime can bring out the very worst in me. So after night weaning, I weaned her during the day. Then before naps and bedtime. Or so I thought.

She has nursed twice while “weaned.” And that was fine. In fact, I felt so guilty over having weaned her completely so early that I thought about letting her nurse more often. This week, she has decided that she needs to nurse before naps. And bedtime. While I’m okay with the occasional nursing sessions, the every. single. day. bit drives me up the wall. I’m realizing that if I want to be a mostly level-headed Mama for her, I need my space right now. But the guilt I feel when she looks up at me and begs for Mama’s milk still makes me wonder if I’m doing what’s best for both of us.

From my small realm of experience, I’m pretty sure that guilt is one of those things that keeps us on our toes. It definitely does make us look hard at the things we’re questioning and either learn from those experiences or realize that what we’re doing really is necessary. Even when it’s tough.

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About Jeniffer

Jeniffer is planning to homeschool her children and is enjoying teachable moments with her 1-year-old and 1-month-old daughter. She loves sharing about her parenting journey, from breastfeeding to cloth diapering to pregnancy and beyond!

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  • http://www.theslackermom.com The Slacker Mom

    I think I would have a hard time with that. I was so happy that Judah called the shots on weaning, I don’t think I could make the decision and I know there would be a point where *I* was done. Kids- they really know how to get you where it hurts!