returning
from our Christmas holidays I fell and broke my left wrist
and required surgery. My son was not quite 5 months old
and still exclusively breastfeeding. This unexpected event
brought a whole new batch of challenges including finding
a way to get my son to the hospital so he could breastfeed
upon demand even as my surgery was bumped and bumped again.
I had to learn about which medications were safe for me
to take so that I could continue breastfeeding and had to
rely deeply on my husband and family to help me.
I was near my 6 month mark so I could have stopped breastfeeding
at this point, but chose not to. I saw that my son still
needed to breastfeed and that I needed him to breastfeed.
In the face of everything going on I still had my moments
of quiet bonding with my son, even when someone else had
to bring him to the breast because I could not lift him
with my cast. Those moments were worth every effort to save,
and we succeeded but my milk supply suffered badly. Within
a few months I was having severely clogged ducts in my breasts
and a very fussy baby who just wasn’t getting as much
milk as he wanted.
As we neared my son’s first birthday, with problems
still plaguing us, I again re-evaluated whether to continue
breastfeeding, and again it was clear that this is what
worked for us. However, this resolve to nurse my son past
a year was complicated yet again as I needed another surgery
on my wrist. This time I knew to watch my supply and at
the first sign of trouble I got help. Under the supervision
of a trusted, certified Lactation Consultant and with the
invaluable help of Dr. Newman’s breastfeeding clinic
I was put on a medication to increase my milk supply; domperidone.
I could have stopped rather than take the medication as
I knew it would require time to see results as well as time
to wean myself off of the drug in order to maintain my milk
supply on my own. Again I found that the nursing relationship
I had with my son was worth the trouble. At this point I
decided that my son, not me, should have the deciding voice
in when to stop breastfeeding and as he was not ready to
stop then I was going to do everything I could to provide
him with the milk he needed. My son and I persevered and
our nursing relationship survived the second surgery and
my recovery.
We have now just pasted his second birthday and I am proud
to say I am still nursing my toddler. He learn to ask for
it when he wanted it and also learn limits on when I was
comfortable nursing him and when he needed to wait. Over
time the relationship has evolved so now he only nurses
when he wakes up in the morning and again when he wakes
up from his nap. These two quiet moments we have in our
day bring me such joy as my busy toddler is off and running
the rest of the time. He is on to his next adventure so
I hardly get any down time with him that does not involve
his ‘choo choo’ or whatever set of blocks he
is building with. Even this schedule is flexible so that
when he is at daycare a couple days a week we only have
the morning nursing session. This is such a change from
feeding an infant on demand at the beginning of his life!
Of course my life has thrown us another curve ball and I
am recently pregnant! My son’s needs are changing
as my milk changes readying for the new baby so I do not
know if we will still be breastfeeding once the new baby
is born, but I am up for it if he is. Again our nursing
relationship has to be re-evaluated in light of these changes,
but as with everything else that has crossed our path; we’ll
figure it out together and make sure everyone’s needs
are being met.
Rebecca Charron
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