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Don’t Bite The Breast That Feeds You – A Crazy Woman’s Gentle Approach

Sometime in  January this year Jett discovered the joys of biting, just in time to hone in on his biting skills before the grand debut of his first two teeth (which took him a whole 9.5 months to erupt).

Let me make this clear, when I say biting, I don’t just mean a little nip here and there, I mean he really seemed to enter a trance like frenzy and nothing was spared, no part of me was safe. From my shoulders to my neck from my knees to my poor nipples – all was fair game. Continue reading

Adequate Breast Milk Supply or Bust?

I come from a long line of non breastfeeding mothers. My mother didn’t breastfeed me as it simply wasn’t in vogue, my grandmother didn’t breastfeed my mom as her doctors fed her some story that her breast milk was too thick (have you ever) and this was the pattern that went on for a few generations in my family but even with this family history, knowing that we had all turned out okay without “breast is best” mother’s milk I never thought, not for one moment while pregnant that I wouldn’t or couldn’t breastfeed. I always just assumed that I could and would.

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