by Dora Lattish

You know how those first weeks of
breastfeeding an infant are - sometimes you cry
when you hear the baby waking again because you are so tired you think you'll die tomorrow.
I remember crying while my husband was changing
Steven to bring him to me for feedings, because
at that time it could mean another hour and a
half of not sleeping, on top of the still painful nipples... I often
thought, in my frustration, that I would give many of my worldly possessions for a break from being Steven's "Breastaurant"
every 90 minutes around the clock.
When my son Steven was 6 weeks old, I bought a manual breast
pump, after discussions with my worried husband about my need for rest. Cliff, my husband, wanted to offer me a short
break by being able to feed Steven a bottle of
pumped breastmilk on those nights once in a while when
I was near to physical and emotional exhaustion.
The pump (Avent Isis-I love it...) worked
wonderfully, and one evening in late December I handed
Steven to his daddy to see if he would take the bottle. Up until then, I was really gung-ho on the idea of even the 3 or
4 hours of sleep one bottle feeding would
provide me. But an odd and unexpected thing happened as
I watched my husband feed our son his first bottle - I began to
quietly cry.
I tried to control it, because my husband's face was lit up with pride and affection at this "milestone". But I had
an overwhelming feeling of possessiveness, and
all at once I didn't want that break from feeding anymore.
I had not realized until that moment that despite all the frustrations
of lost sleep and sore nipples, the breastfeeding bond was stronger
that anything I had anticipated. It hurt my heart to see that I was not the only person that could feed my baby
anymore. I wanted to forget sleep and just take
Steven back into my arms to nurse as long as he wanted to.
It was a very emotional moment for both Cliff and myself, and although I have gotten past that sadness out of necessity, I
still only want Steven to eat from a bottle when
it is impossible for me to be there. I am so very,
very glad that I had the support and help I needed to get through the difficult first weeks and continue to breastfeed my son
exclusively.
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