As it's the third time weaning a child off breastfeeding, I thought it would get easier but it's been the most bizarre and surreal experience. It's been like letting go of something that's been wearing me down but also keeping me tied to the most wonderful connection I've ever experienced. Breastfeeding is probably the most natural thing on earth and I thought I would never do it. Didn't understand it. If anything, it actually icked me out. Then I gave birth and my first born latched on. The midwife in the ward helped me with the basics and off I went. In came a swarm of hormones that made me protect the sanctity of feeding. I became quite the advocate. I came round to the idea that it was, actually, the best way to soothe a child, the easiest way (for me) to feel close to a child; but my goodness, it takes a village to help you learn how to do it. I had a lady who ran an NCT breastfeeding class after the 6 sessions of the NCT programme finished. She went throug...
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