When I started The Breastfeeding Diaries in January I had no idea what it would become. I thought that since breastfeeding was SO MUCH more wonderful and SO MUCH harder than I ever thought it would be that I should share my experience with others. I thought I would share my routine, what worked for me, and then encourage other mom’s to give breastfeeding a try. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that this series would touch so many people. I hoped that people wouldn’t judge me for sharing such personal information. I prayed that I wouldn’t receive hateful comments. And I didn’t. I have been blown away by the support I’ve found from this series and from other bloggers. You all have helped me create a wonderful community of moms who are all trying to do what is best for their babies…breastfeeding or not. And for that I am eternally grateful.
Never in a million years did I think that because of this series, moms would turn to me for advice. Or that people would consider me a breastfeeding expert, which I’m not. I’m just a mom who loves her baby. Just like all of you. I never would have thought that so many of you would email me thanking me for this series. Thanking me for encouraging you on your breastfeeding journey. Thanking me for the words written here that helped you get through those rough nights. Thanking me for the support provided by hearing that you are not alone.
7:30 Put Hudson to bed.
(photo by Miranda Batchelder Photography)
If you have a question for me about breastfeeding, please leave it in the comments of this post. I’ll happily do a Q&A post if needed.
As for The Breastfeeding Diaries, I’ll continue to feature a different story each week because I absolutely love this series. I’ve learned so much from all of you and am so grateful for each story. I am humbled that so many amazing women have chosen to share their breastfeeding journey on this little blog. If you are considering sharing your story please email me at thegirlintheredshoes @ gmail. I would love to have you.
Again, thank you from the bottom of my heart.