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I always hoped to breastfeed to six months, I thought that was how long a baby needed breastmilk for; I’m not sure why (subliminal marketing, maybe?), but then we got to six months and I saw that my baby was, in fact still a baby who still needed milk. Why stop now? So I changed my mind and said until one year. But then a year came and although he was walking (at 9.5 months), had plenty of teeth and could clearly communicate when he wanted milk I realised that he was just a day older than he had been the day before. He still needed milk. He still needed me.
Oliver never pulled my top down, we taught him ‘booby etiquette’ and he’d take my hand and place it on my chest (not even my boobs, my chest) and say ‘mama milk’, or ‘mama muhmuh’ when he was smaller. He had cows milk too, we always called it cow milk so that he understood the difference and never got a shock at being offered one and not the other.
As we approached one year people started asking when I was going to stop (actually, that started around 6 months) although nobody said that I should stop, I always felt like people thought I was weird. My mother-in-law often used to ask and I always used to say to R that I thought she was thinking I was going too long. It was only later, after Oliver self weaned, that I found out her perception was always that you should let the baby decide and that hers had self weaned pre one year due to weaning recommendations being so different – they had food and cows milk much earlier. But all four of her children self weaned, including R who was born at 32 weeks. R always says he thinks she’s really proud of me for breastfeeding so long, which is really lovely, especially as I’m not sure what my family think of it!
We had a few physical problems along the way, at 10 months I had a heart op to correct my heart rhythm issues and the cardiologist had to do something more than he originally thought. It resulted on me being on medication for 6 weeks and the cardiologist telling me I couldn’t breastfeed and I had to stop. Just like that. Because, “he should be on steak and chips by now anyway” (yes, he actually used those words. About a 10 month old baby.) Luckily the amazing breastfeeding community pointed me towards Wendy Jones and her team at the Breastfeeding Network’s Drugs in Breastmilk Helpline, and with her help and advice we managed to carry on feeding.
Then at 18 months I got mastitis – I’d never had it before, I somehow managed to escape it in the early days despite my over supply. It was horrific! I went to the out of hours GP and she gave me antibiotics and encouraged me to keep feeding so we upped the breastfeeding and Oliver helped clear the infection.
He doesn’t remember breastfeeding now, he self weaned in November last year, but we tell him about it. He understands that babies get milk from their mummy’s boobies. For me, it’s really important that he knows that.
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