Here we go, Here we go again!

Eric and I were at The Soy House, our favorite Vietnamese restaurant, when it occurred to me that I wanted to breastfeed my son. I had a bottle all ready for him in my bag, in case he got hungry, but when I thought of whipping out the bottle to feed him I realized that I would rather whip out my boob. Odd, right? That being in a public place would make me want to feed my baby with my boob, rather than a bottle? It is hard to describe, but I began to yearn for our breastfeeding relationship to return to what it was when he was first born. I only exclusively breastfed Finn for the first two weeks of his life, and then I switched to pumping. I pumped for a week and then quit altogether. It didn’t bother me that I wasn’t breastfeeding him anymore, I was actually a lot happier with bottle-feeding. I admit, it felt kind of weird the first time I gave him a bottle, but for the last 7 weeks, that is what has been working for us.

Finn -- 3 Days Old

    On the night of the 27^th, we were all pow-wowwin on the couch and I thought of trying to get Finn to latch, just to see if he could. To our surprise, he latched on right away! This shocked me because it was such a struggle in the first couple weeks to ever get him to latch. How could he go 8 weeks without seeing a boob and then totally just get it in seconds? It was amazing. Admittedly, he only stayed on for a few moments, but it gave me the idea to re-establish breastfeeding. In the 7 weeks since I last pumped, I haven’t stopped lactating. My midwife had propositioned me earlier this month to re-lactate, so I knew it was an option. She said it would be hard work, but I could build my milk supply up to what it was, and exclusively breastfeed my baby once again.

    I started the pump right away! And barely got anything. I won’t be discouraged, though. I know this is hard work and it is going to take a while, but I really feel that it will be worth it and that Finn and I deserve another shot.