Do I dare to eat a peach?: 2010

Thursday, October 28, 2010

I breastfeed because I am selfish.

I breastfeed because I like being the one my infant relies on for food, love and comfort.
I breastfeed because I love the feeling of relaxation that overcomes me when my baby nurses.
I breastfeed because it's nice to sit down with my baby and not think about anything else.
I breastfeed because I want to keep my children healthy for as long as possible.
I breastfeed because the nappies presolids smell much better.
I breastfeed because I don't want to deal with infant constipation, gastroenteritis or ear infections.
I breastfeed because I love when my child traces my face with his finger, or stares right into my eyes.
I breastfeed because I don't want to get up at night to make bottles.
I breastfeed because I don't want to be tied to a routine.
I breastfeed because I like having a sure fire way to put my child to sleep.
I breastfeed because I couldn't be bothered to ensure my house is clean enough to trust that a plastic teat would be sterile.
I breastfeed because I like having a way to keep my toddler quiet when I need to make a phonecall.
I breastfeed because it is the easiest way to deal with a toddler meltdown.
I breastfeed because I like feeling that I can comfort and heal my children when they get the odd tummy bug.
I breastfeed because I want my children to be as clever as they could possibly be.
I breastfeed because I want my pre pregnancy shape back in the laziest way possible.
I breastfeed because I don't want my children to be at risk of obesity, diabetes or a host of other illnesses.
I breastfeed because I want to travel with my baby without worrying about how many feeds to pack, or where will I get clean water.
I breastfeed because I don't want to worry about what nutritional value the solid food my toddler eats in a day has.
I breastfeed because it is what my breasts are for.

What sacrifice?

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Safety in Numbers

Welcome to the July 2010 Carnival of Nursing in Public

This post was written for inclusion in the Carnival of Nursing in Public hosted by Dionna and Paige at NursingFreedom.org. All week, July 5-9, we will be featuring articles and posts about nursing in public ("NIP"). See the bottom of this post for more information.

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Currently approximately 47% of mothers in Ireland are breastfeeding at discharge from maternity care. This is compared with 99% in other countries such as Norway and Sweden. Breastfeeding duration rate figures are not currently collected at national level, however, research studies indicate the fall-off in breastfeeding following discharge is worryingly high with less than 10% of infants still breastfeeding at 6 months of age. Reasons cited for weaning include lack of support and embarrassment of feeding in public. The national policy and strategy for improvement of breastfeeding rates is available here. http://www.breastfeeding.ie/policy_strategy Breastfeeding mothers are encouraged to seek support from local voluntary groups such as Ciudiu and La Leche League.

Our local La Leche League group hosts an informal coffee morning in a busy coffee shop in a shopping mall. It started as a once off to celebrate National Breastfeeding Week in 2007 but so many mothers, who came along, spoke about how they felt uncomfortable breastfeeding in public because they felt like they were doing something strange, that the LLL group decided to make it regular. Every month, new moms come along and the relief is sometimes evident on their faces simply to see other moms breastfeeding. There is a leaflet available for mothers to take. It contains tips for breastfeeding discreetly, the law that protects our right to breastfeed in any public place and some kind words of encouragement. Mothers see other mothers nursing babies, toddlers, sometimes both and sometimes multiples. The chat ranges from nursing clothes to slings, baby development to housework, childcare to employment. LLL Leaders are available for information on breastfeeding but mostly people go for the company. Some mothers have initially met there and meet each other more frequently as they became friends. These mothers, given confidence by each other, now breastfeed anywhere. Some mothers have also said that they seek out that coffee shop even when the meeting isn't on because they feel comfortable nursing there in the knowledge the staff won't stare.

The more breastfeeding is seen in public, the more likely it is to become a norm. In a city with low breastfeeding rates, seeing other people breastfeed in public is vital to a mother who may lack the confidence. It is also important to young women who have yet to become mothers. Many women nowadays have their first baby without ever having seen a baby breastfeed. Experiencing the subtle differences in how a nursing mother holds her baby may make all the difference to them when their time comes and they try to achieve the proper positioning. Others benefit too. Family members may be more supportive of a breastfeeding relation when they realize she is not alone in her choices. Image stigmas of breastfeeding mothers may be removed for some people when they see normal, even glamorous moms happily breastfeeding in their local coffee shop. Strangers have often commented on how happy the babies at the group seem. A baby is rarely distressed for long. This can only be good publicity for breastfeeding.

Perhaps you could organize a similar meet up in your area. It could make all the difference to a new mom and it might make all the difference to breastfeeding rates in your community. At the very least, a few breastfeeding moms will have a good morning's chat and make some new friends.

To find a La Leche League group in your area and for breastfeeding information see http://www.llli.org/

Art by Erika Hastings at http://mudspice.wordpress.com/

Welcome to the Carnival of Nursing in Public

Please join us all week, July 5-9, as we celebrate and support breastfeeding mothers. And visit NursingFreedom.org any time to connect with other breastfeeding supporters, learn more about your legal right to nurse in public, and read (and contribute!) articles about breastfeeding and N.I.P.

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This post is just one of many being featured as part of the Carnival of Nursing in Public. Please visit our other writers each day of the Carnival. Click on the links below to see each day’s posts - new articles will be posted on the following days:

July 5 - Making Breastfeeding the Norm: Creating a Culture of Breastfeeding in a Hyper-Sexualized World

July 6 – Supporting Breastfeeding Mothers: the New, the Experienced, and the Mothers of More Than One Nursing Child

July 7 – Creating a Supportive Network: Your Stories and Celebrations of N.I.P.

July 8 – Breastfeeding: International and Religious Perspectives

July 9 – Your Legal Right to Nurse in Public, and How to Respond to Anyone Who Questions It

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

When the Decision to Breastfeed in Public is Made for You.

Being out and about with my first baby was nerve racking. He had never taken to any kind of feeding schedule so there was no way of knowing he was hungry until he started to cry. A lot. Very loudly. This evoked a physical response in me. I would begin to heat up, my breathing would get shallow, I'd sweat, then leak. I would get close to a panic attack. Nothing mattered except putting my baby to the breast straight away. Unfortunately, I hadn't discovered slings at this point and was still mostly struggling along with an empty stroller in one hand, carrying a rooting, distressed infant in the other.

He was about three weeks old when it happened in the city. It was evening time and all the coffee shops on the street I was on were closed. It was downtown where my bus was due to leave from . I looked around. There was a pub. I could hear a soccer commentary through the door and then a loud cheer. I dismissed it. Baby's cries rose. There was a monument with steps. I sat down on the steps. I opened my jacket and latched my baby on. Prolactin - the mothering hormone, rushed through me, panic subsided, a sense of calm came over me. Baby looked up at me lovingly. Then there was a shout, of incredulity, 'Hey look, that woman is breastfeeding her baby!' A group of young teenage boys walked past, staring, their mouths gaping. I checked myself. No part of my breast was visible to them. Baby's head was partially inside my jacket. 'What's their problem?' I thought and simply said, 'So?' They giggled and continued on their way. An old man passed me. He tipped his hat at me, smiled and said, 'Fair play to you. You're doing the best thing'. I was lucky. I had seen my mother breastfeed my sisters and my aunt breastfeed my cousins. It hadn't occurred to me to be self conscious and I really didn't know what the big deal was. I was far more self conscious of what people would think of me if my baby was screaming.

Now, five years and another baby later, I've breastfed everywhere. On buses, trains, airplanes and boats, in museums, restaurants, at the beach, at festivals, in a church, even on top of the Empire State Building. If I've been there, I've probably breastfed there, and thankfully, I've never really had a negative experience. I've had old ladies lament to me that their grandchildren aren't breastfed and I've had young teenagers ask curious questions like, 'Does it hurt?' and 'How do you know how much he's getting?' My youngest son lived in a sling till he was 5 months old and helped himself whenever he felt like it. I once had a man move the sling to see the baby and jump back like he'd been burned when he realized baby was nursing away. He apologized to me immediately and then even offered to get me a chair.

I know that I would not have had satisfying breastfeeding relationships with my children had I not the freedom and confidence to breastfeed anytime, anyplace, anywhere. It made motherhood that much more easy for me to not be tied to a schedule, to take my pre-crawling babies with me to weddings, funerals and even Board of Management meetings, comfortable in the knowledge that they would be happy to sit quietly on my lap or in a sling and nurse themselves to sleep. If they caused any distraction it was usually adults cooing at them. I got stuck in an airport for ten hours once with a four month old. I am so glad I didn't have to worry about any facilities other than a changing table. When my toddler cut his knee in the playground, I could comfort him right away. Mothering through breastfeeding made my life less stressful and breastfeeding in public was a vital part of this

In my experience, people are usually supportive of breastfeeding even if they are a little uncomfortable at first. It is not their fault that the art of breastfeeding has almost been bred out of our cultural knowledge and that it is, unfortunately, relatively unusual to see in the western world. Only breastfeeding mothers can change that.. The law and nature is on their side. Breastfeed your child with pride. Be comfortable yourself and welcome others to sit with you. Answer questions matter-of-factly and without embarrassment. Laugh at well-meant jokes even if they are inappropriate. Chances are they are merely trying to mask their discomfort. If you encounter any hostile stares or comments just feel the prolactin and smile, secure in the knowledge you are contributing to the health of the next generation and setting a wonderful example for other women.You are doing much, much more than feeding your baby. There is no need to cover that up.

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