So, I confess, I’m a crunchy, babywearing, baby led, muesli chomping, wannabe-vegetarian, cosleeping mum.
You get the picture.
I make no judgement on other styles of parenting, but I realise I am in quite a large (and often roundly mocked) minority in that I’m still breast feeding LPO. The girls will be 30 months tomorrow.
There- now that confession is out in the open I can tell you a bit more of our breastfeeding story.
I think now I am here being the said crunchy attachmenty mummy, I’m not in the least bit surprised- of course I am – it is me all over. But before the girls were born, my parenting convictions were quite vague and I wasn’t parented that way and I think I turned out ok.
I think I have clung to the girls’ attachment because they are natural instincts, but also because our birth story was very very difficult; LPI never managed to breastfeed because she was whisked off immediately and kept in a sterile room for 8 days – during which time I could only look upon her through a window for the permitted hour. This is how things are done in Thailand. The lowly mothers’ wishes carry no weight in birth stories; LPO was given bottles by the midwives (I am still so furious about that!!) and it was a huge battle to make blest feeding work. Then I went back to work after three months and my heart broke all over again.
I could not spend all day absent and then put them to sleep in another room. This was my time to be their mum; I could be a night time mummy so that is what I did. And things are still that way. We are coping, and the girls still need us. Now we need giant beds because they have grown so much, but while they still want things this way we won’t force change. Because actually we love it too.
Once or twice, recently this has happened:
I have finally achieved my new-mum dream of tandem feeding my twins.
About 2.5 years too late.
I’m not going to stop her. I know it is a bit weird to allow your child to begin breastfeeding so late, but I have always felt greatly guilty for the increased closeness LPI must have felt she lacked. Now she is a sassy, aware not-so-little pickle, she wants a piece of the action. Actually she started showing an interest a while ago, but now she has it! She is drinking milk.
Long may it continue. Sort of. Um…
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