Breastfeeding Months 18-20 Update + Dealing With a Nipple Twiddler

Breastfeeding a toddler is like trying to fill up a moving car’s gas tank – if the driver of the moving car is a circus clown with a heavy foot, and somehow the car can fly and jump and flip (basically it’s a spaceship), and also if the gas pump is your nipple. Also, also if the circus clown can reach his arm out of the moving car/spaceship to touch and twiddle and pinch your other nipple.

Not the best analogy, but you get the picture. Breastfeeding a toddler isn’t always easy. And this is the stage of toddler breastfeeding my little and I are in – wiggling, squirming, twiddling, and playing.

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Babywearing + My Fave Carriers

After baby number three, I realized the only way to accomplish anything on my to-do list and keep my baby content is by babywearing. But I’ve also realized there is a bit of a learning curve, and it’s not always as easy as some moms make it look.
I am by no means a babywearing expert, but I’m a mom who loves babywearing and I hope that sharing my experiences will help other moms enjoy it as I much as I do.
Here are some tips that helped me figure out babywearing:

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Breastfeeding Month 14: Yes, It’s Still Beneficial!

Yesterday, I was that one weird mom trying to inconspicuously nurse her acrobatic toddler in the corner of the science museum. My toddler was squirmy, fussy, overstimulated, and overtired. Breastfeeding is the only way to help him when he’s in this state – so that’s what I did. Maybe I wasn’t that “weird mom,” but […]

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I Breastfeed in Public (and Why Most People Don’t Care)

I am breastfeeding in public as I write this- in my two-piece bathing suit at an indoor water park. My family and I are spending the day here at Great Wolf Lodge enjoying some fun and family time, poolside. My two older kids are running around, going down all the water slides, and now my […]

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Breastfeeding Month 11: Sleepy Snuggles

I started writing this post last night, as I lay on my side in bed with my little dumpling snuggled up in the crook of my arm, and firmly latched onto my boob. My free hand was strategically trying to keep hold of my phone, while tapping out a post with one thumb. I quickly realized that this was not only a bad idea because of how uncomfortable it was, but also because the phone almost slipped out of my hand and onto my baby’s head.

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