With my coconut, I returned to breastfeeding. My experience with my biggest had left me on a note…. In fact, I cannot say on what note it was. I only said to myself that on my second, I would not be relentless. I had promised myself.
A nice surprise in the recovery room, almost a relief. My coconut is champion, he was barely an hour old and was already drinking like a grown-up. I couldn't believe it. The drinks passed and obviously, a little pain settled. It was "endurable" and I knew it was temporary. I felt that this time, everything would be fine! The first weeks were a time of adaptation, for him and for me. We got to know each other and with practice, (lots of practice !!!) we became a perfect team. There were ups and downs, but we always ended up getting along with him and me. The last few weeks, I saw the time go by, it went through different stages. Holding your head, turning around, sitting alone, laughing, babbling ... Watching him grow up reminded me constantly that breastfeeding was coming to an end. I stopped by choice. However, even if it's a choice, it doesn't mean it's easy. I wanted to breastfeed so much, I was so happy that it worked and there, I force you (the word is well chosen) to take your bottle. What's wrong with me ?! I feel like I want to push you away.
We alternated bottle and breastfeeding for a month to come to your last breastfeeding drink. It was the last time that you would be stuck on me and that you would look at me this way. With the bottle, it's not the same. Hands taken, I don't feel so close. I am sad, but at the same time I feel so blessed to have had this great experience. Giving life is great and for me, nourishing it for the first few months was just as much. With Bajoue, I will not hide that I have a somewhat hectic life. Breastfeeding allowed me to stop several times a day and spend quality time with him. I was taking a break, it was our moment. Maybe that's what helped me stay on track. I will miss it terribly, but for both of us it's better this way. It's just another step that begins and precious memories that will remain. His little face, his red cheeks because he worked hard and his state of absolute comfort.
And you, have you breastfed?
Camille Baribeau, Co-founder Bajoue