#BreastfeedingStories Featuring Rhyming With Wine

#BreastfeedingStories

As Parents There Is Nothing More Powerful Than The Stories We Share..

Welcome back to the #BreastfeedingStories guest post series, an opportunity to bring together stories from other mums who have breastfeeding experiences that they would like to share.

This weeks guest post features the lovely and super talented Rhyming With Wine who shares her experience of breastfeeding in a rather clever and witty rhyme. I dont quite know how she does it, but she manages to perfectly capture breastfeeding in a whole new way!

You’ve read the books, and Googled it, Your midwife’s told and shown.
Your boobs are set to go!
(And need a postcode of their own).

You’ve had a “tricky” labour but the time at last has come,
Get those boobs out lovely,
It is time.
You are a Mum!

But all those fluffy baby books don’t show it quite like this?
All “Glowing Mum” with make up on?
It kind of takes the… erm…

In truth you’re on a labour ward, and still somewhat in shock.
You’re off your face on Pethidine and bleeding quite a lot.

You’ll have a dazed attempt, but then despite your best endeavour.
It’s generally your midwife that shoves “Tot” and “Tit” together.

And though it’s oh so natural and such a moving thing…
You wonder if it’s normal when your nipples start to sting?

The midwife says it shouldn’t hurt.
The latching must be wrong?
You follow their instructions and you bravely soldier on….

Your baby seems to like it with a constant need to snack?
Your poor old nips are shredded as they slowly start to crack!

And then your milk comes flooding in.
Your boobs just might explode!!
You bear each feed through gritted teeth.
Your bra’s on overload.

A flood of health professionals come knocking at your door.
Midwives with their “knitted boob”, Health visitors and more.

And desperate for some new advice, Despite once being shy,
You’ll gladly whip those bad boys out for any passer by.

You’re hassled by the “Breast Police”
All chanting “Breast is best!”
You’re swamped with guilt and hormones and so desperate just to rest.

You hold your breath and panic as your baby hits the scales,
Will a lack of weight gain be considered “Mummy fails”?

You feel less like a woman now and more a veggie patch,
With cabbage in your bra and springing leaks – you’re quite a catch! ;0)

You try to do “Expressing” but with all the best intentions,
You find electric breast pumps quite the cruelest of inventions.

You shy away from leaving home and lengthy shopping trips.
It feels bizarre in coffee shops,
Just whipping out your nips?

You try to do “covert” and shove your offspring up your top,
While baby tries to play and faff and poke and have a strop.

But then…
In just a week or two…
You find the pain has gone!
You’ve both now got the hang of it!
You’re thrilled to carry on!

You find it rather easy when she wakes at 3am,
Just pop her on a boob, and then she’s back to sleep again.

Your milk is always perfect, nice and warm and close at hand.
There’s always just the right amount,
And ready on demand.

So now with every feed you get the chance to stroke and snuggle,
Little eyes peer up at you in such a precious cuddle.

And sometimes from within that warm, contented, safe embrace,
A tiny hand will reach for you and softly touch your face.

And this for me was everything.
I cherished every feed.
I loved it that together we could meet her every need.

Which doesn’t for one minute mean I’m saying “Breast is best!”
Each Mummy knows what’s best for her so bugger all the rest!

Although…. Breastfeeding burns 500 k-cals (give or take).
Which really can’t be sniffed at when converted into CAKE!!

So thank you to the midwives and those experts in the know.
For all your help and guidance.
(And thank God for Lansinoh!!)

But as for all those baby books,
I do not hold a grudge,
Just please add for the record:

Is it easy?

Is it fudge!!

If you’ve got a breastfeeding story you would like to share as part of the series please get in touch with me at mypetitcanard@hotmail.com or on Twitter. I’d love to help you share your #BreastfeedingStories.

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7 Comments

  1. Rhyming with Wine
    March 1, 2016 / 8:06 am

    Thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to share my experience of breastfeeding. I feel quite honoured to take part in such a valuable and supportive series.

    Dawn x
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    • Rhyming with Wine
      March 1, 2016 / 4:38 pm

      Thank you! I think you’re so right in calling breastfeeding a “journey”. It absolutely is and I think this series is acting as a very useful sat nav! 😉

      Dawn x
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  2. Squirmy Popple
    March 1, 2016 / 8:49 pm

    I love this, specially the bit about eating cake – that’s been one of the best things about breastfeeding. I eat more cake and actually lose weight – amazing!
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    • Rhyming with Wine
      March 2, 2016 / 12:57 pm

      Yey to that! Anything than allows the free eating of cake is a win for me! I remember my Mother In Law bringing me half a whole (full size) bakewell tart to the hospital after I’d given birth and I woke up in the early hours of the morning on the ward and stuffed the lot in my face! Thanks lovely.

      Dawn x
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    • Rhyming with Wine
      March 2, 2016 / 12:57 pm

      Yey to that! Anything than allows the free eating of cake is a win for me! I remember my Mother In Law bringing me half a whole (full size) bakewell tart to the hospital after I’d given birth and I woke up in the early hours of the morning on the ward and stuffed the lot in my face! Thanks lovely.

      Dawn x
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  3. April 4, 2016 / 3:33 pm

    This is fabulous, just describes it all perfectly! I had tears in my eyes in the section about tiny eyes looking up at you and hand stroking your face – I love those moments so much.

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