So yesterday I was talking this woman I know and I was expressing how Jack was having a hard time settling down for sleep in the rocking chair the night before; tossing and turning, doing gymnurstics, etc.
She said, “wean him! Why don’t you just wean him!?” [Read more…]
Jack breastfeeding at 26 months old next to my father-in-law who was breastfed in the 1920s until he was 3 or 4 years old. He is a huge fan and supporter of all the Badass Breastfeeders! -Abby, The Badass Breastfeeder
When Jack was about 6 months old we went cloth. I was not at all that Mom who knew what she was going to do before her child was born. We used Target generic brand disposable diapers until I had spent enough time tapping into the “crunchy” side of my new self that I decided that I didn’t want those chemicals on his wiener. I want grandkids for crying out loud! I bought the cheapest cloth diapers I could find. I think they were made in China. Not long after I got them the elastic started to weaken and now they sag and his pee leaks out down his leg. His gDiaper is snug and it doesn’t leak. EVEN AT NIGHT!
The transition to cloth was smooth since I knew this is what I wanted, but, man, it is really is a lot of laundry! [Read more…]
I want to share my story with you. My son is now 3 months old. I read and read while I was pregnant and decided I wanted a natural labor to be home as long as possible and do be coached by my husband through the pain and hopefully out of a hospital bed. That all changed on July 28, 2013. I went to the hospital for a non-stress test because I was 10 days overdue. [Read more…]
Hello my name is Teddy, I am the creator of The Pregnancy & Parenthood Blog. I am a stay at home mother of two wonderful children and I have my 3rd baby on the way. I would like to thank Badass Breastfeeder for this great opportunity to share my breastfeeding story, Here we go!!!!
I knew as soon as I found out that I was pregnant with my first (my daughter) that I wanted to breastfeed. One thing I didn`t know was how hard it was going to be and how many ups and downs I was going to have during the next 13 months that I was breastfeeding!! The day that my daughter was born, the first thing that the nurses got me to do was try and breastfeed her, but it being my first time and all, I had no clue what I was doing so the nurses tried to help me. We started off with a few bumps in the road where my daughter kept putting her tongue to the back of her throat which wouldn’t allow her to latch on at all, but finally after hours of trying we were successful… but that was not the end of our problems. The next morning the nurses came into my room to check my daughters temperature and noticed that she had a really high fever. The doctor than informed me that my daughter would have to be hooked up to an IV for the next 48 hours so that they could monitor her and get her temperature down. They soon found out that the reason her temp was so high was because she was dehydrated from not eating enough , this was do to the lack of colostrum and milk my breasts were producing (pretty much I wasn’t producing anything) I felt absolutely horrible that I could not tell, I felt like a bad mom that I was unable to breastfeed my daughter. I had never felt so down in my life and of course the hormones running through my body didn’t help either…but in the next 24 hours things started to get A LOT better!! [Read more…]
By Josh Wilker
In my defense, it’s not very easy to take good pictures or videos while holding a wriggling human megaphone.
“Too youd!” yelled this human megaphone, also known as my two-year-old son, Jack. I was aiming my phone at his mom. You can’t tell in the resulting blurry photo, but Abby was up on a stage at the Los Angeles Convention Center, speaking through a microphone to a large room full of mothers and babies (and a few stunned fathers). Jack was right, it was pretty youd. The sound hit me as a good thing, the wide, warm buzz of people coming together, but Jack disagreed.
“Go! This! Way!” he yelled. He spiked each syllable with a jerking full-body wiggle in the direction of the closest exit. (He views me primarily as a mule he can steer with his wiggles.) I tried to stand my ground for a moment and took a four-second video of my sneakers.
