This was great for Jedd, as it meant he could be involved in feeding, but I still really wanted to nurse. I tried every day and then suddenly - he was about 8 weeks old - he just did it. It was totally unexpected, I was shocked but still pretty cautious. I didn’t believe everything would magically be ok. So we called the lactation consultant. Again. I needed to know what to do, how to manage my supply and start nursing. But I was also back at work a month later - so I didn’t want him going off the bottle!
She advised to gradually replace pumping times with nursing opportunities until I could nurse for most feeds, with a couple of bottles per day, so that’s what we did. It was amazing, especially as it took us so long to get there. I remember one day being on the subway. I was standing up, holding onto the bars, with Tully in a sling. He was hungry, so I just started nursing him. Managed it the whole journey then up the stairs at the other end, with him feeding away inside the sling. I felt like a real Pro-Mom. I never thought we’d manage that! I never imagined we’d be in this place, and smiled to myself thinking about just how far we’d come. Together.