On the eve of Nathaniel's third birthday I have been thinking about what I was doing this time three years ago. I had put my girls in the bath and read them stories before bed. I had showered and shaved and put on my nightie. I had done some ironing, I was washing floors, I was panting, I was comfortable in my own home. Of all my labours Nathaniel's is the one I remember being most in control of and most happy with. My other babies may not have arrived as I may have wished but they arrived safely with little medical interferance and I have no bitterness or (much) disappointment with them.
Alot of the women I counsel have abandoned breastfeeding due to their emotional state following a difficult birth. Even those that have had relatively simple, straightforward deliveries that were different from what they had 'planned' find it difficult to be strong and to believe in their abilities as a mother.
I'd love to hear your birth stories and to share them here, it would be really interesting to see how we have laboured differently and how it shaped our breastfeeding relationship with that child, how it shaped us as mothers.
Email me your accounts, you can remain annoymous if you'd rather (just make sure I know in your email), let us know how old the child is now and whatever else you want to share.
I will share my stories too.