Breastfeeding has been a massive part of my life for 13 months now since my son arrived and being Boobie Jewels. I talk about milk and breastfeeding a lot (my fiancé would vouch for this!) and it’s become a huge part of my identity. I’m training as a breastfeeding peer supporter currently too as I really want to support and inform others on their journeys, so it really is all consuming!
Many of my jewellery orders come with lovely little stories which give me a glimpse into the journey behind the jewellery and one I’ve never been able to fully relate to until now is ‘our journey is coming to an end and the jewellery will be a really special way to remember it’.
Breastfeeding has always been current for me and now I feel like that’s about to change.
I spent my first day/night away from my son at the weekend for a close friend‘s hen do. I was anxious. I felt guilty. He has always had me (and my boobs) available to him night and day and I was suddenly, without being able to explain to him, about to spontaneously take that away from him for 24 hours! How horrendous, he’d surely be inconsolable?
No.
He was absolutely fine. He drank milk from a cup. He replaced feeds with the firm and tender embrace of his daddy.
No problem.
Surely then, upon my return he would reach for me, arms outstretched, grateful that me and my milk had returned?
Wrong again.
He just wasn’t bothered. He’s had feeds in the days since, but I’m sensing the beginning of the end for us. It may be days, weeks or even months away yet, but it’s suddenly in sight where it wasn’t before.
It’s bittersweet, I’m glad it’s on his terms but also it marks a new chapter in our journey together. The nursing bras that I’ve lived in for over a year will be packed away. My boobs will just be boobs again. I won’t be able to talk about breastfeeding in the present tense anymore!
And now I will finally understand and fully empathise with the messages I receive saying ‘our journey is coming to an end…’
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