I breastfed for a year & all I got was…
I breastfed for a year, and all I got was this stinkin’… wait — scratch that.
What I got, was an incredible sense of gratification, a gorgeous healthy baby, and the chance to form an intensely-special bond with my daughter. Among other things.
So happy that I breastfed for a year…
When I gave birth to Kara, I didn’t have any breastfeeding expectations. I had felt like I failed Evan when I wasn’t able to breastfeed him, and while I wanted to give it a second shot, I didn’t have my hopes up, and I certainly didn’t think I’d be able to say that I breastfed for a year.
I am living proof that just because breastfeeding doesn’t work out the first time doesn’t necessarily mean it won’t the second, or third, or fourth. If you have the desire in your heart to try it… do.
I’m not saying that I didn’t have breastfeeding struggles with Kara, because I did. However, overall, the experience has been wonderful. It only got easier and easier as the weeks passed, and now I feel like it’s just a part of my existence.
I just feel really proud that I breastfed for a year. Really, really proud.
UPDATE… I ended up breastfeeding Kara for 15 months. :)