How'd We Get Here?

Happy Friday!! I look forward to the weekends because it usually means Brian will be here more to help with Isaiah a.k.a Little buddy.
After overthinking about what I should post I just decided to write about how I got to this point of deciding to start a blog.

Two years ago I'm not even sure if I knew what a blog was. Enter October 29, 2012 the day my son Isaiah was born. It was a beautiful moment and I was overjoyed to begin this journey into motherhood.

 Oh little did I know what that would entail. I was under the impression that everything would just fall into place. The breastfeeding would just happen, he would sleep through the night by the time I went back to work and it would all be sunshine and daisies! Ha, that only happens in the movies. First off the breastfeeding, oh momma, I wasn't prepared for the work that would be. Isaiah had a poor latch and wasn't interested in feeding while we were in the hospital. One week old and he's lost a pound and I'm not making enough milk. STRESSFUL!! As a new mom you want to do everything you can for your sweet baby, so we started supplementing. I got help from two different lactation nurses and rented a hospital breast pump. Followed their advice to a T and became a slave to the breast pump. For the next 3 months I would feed Isaiah get him settled then hook myself up to the milk machine and let it do its work for the next 30 minutes.

During this glorious time of milking, Isaiah was usually napping in the bassinet beside my chair. So to pass the time I began watching YouTube videos on beauty, style and daily vlogs of people around the world. I started researching low milk supply for anything that could help give me that boost I needed. During this search I stumbled upon many a momma with all types of advice on their blogs. It was just what I needed in my stressed out, alone time of need.

I went back to work when Isaiah was 11 weeks old. Going back to work wasn't hard for me. I knew he was taken care of by my mom, it was the pumping that was so difficult. I went from pumping 4-6 times a day maybe getting 8 ounces to twice a day at work getting 4-6 ounces total. Finally on Valentines day I called it quits. I use the term quit loosely. I don't feel like a quitter, I felt like I had done my best for 4 months, I had given Isaiah all the immunity I could and this momma was just done. Done with being a slave to the pump, done with feeling like a failure for not making enough milk or not being able to exclusively breastfeed.
After my breast pump days were over, I was still addicted to YouTube and reading blogs from all types of people. I managed to feed my addiction during nap times and after babies bedtime. Well, after much debate and self doubt I decided that others could benefit from what I had to say. Maybe my story can help that mother struggling with breastfeeding or being a stay at home mom.

Thanks for stopping by and visiting my page. Have a great weekend Yall!