Don't get me wrong, at first I hated breastfeeding. I remember when Emery was about 3 weeks old and I was tired, sore and fed up. I actually stormed out of the room shouting that I just didn't want to do it. Over and over I heard to just tough it out, it would get better... if I could just make it to 6 weeks, it would definitely get better. I didn't believe it. The "Mom Enough" magazine cover came out when my daughter was about 1 month old. I wasn't sure if I was...
6 weeks went by, then 8, then 3 months and now my daughter is 5 months old. I can proudly say that I now love breastfeeding. Sure, the beginning was rocky. I overcame that. Babies grow at a phenomenal speed. It is so easy to rush through it all. I relish in the fact that every 3 hours or so, I have an excuse to stop what I am doing and spend some quiet, quality time with my little one. Even though my little milk guzzler eats in about 15 minutes now, I adore those 15 minutes I have with her. The way she grabs on to my shirt is precious as well...
