When a friend endures a pregnancy with hypermesis, bed rest, and prenatal depression, all you can do is be there for support and pray things improve after the birth. Like the majority of mothers, she had her heart set on breastfeeding, and having worked as a Midwife, she certainly had the knowledge to make it… Continue reading The Battle Of The Breast
I tried to nurse him. My heart wanted to nurse him so bad. It was going to be magical once we figured it out. I was sure of it. I obsessed over it. I lost sleep over it. I cried over it. I bled, actually bled over it. Then I tried exclusively pumping.