My breasts felt full and odd, and I was convinced that the only thing that would make them feel right was to grow that fetus into a baby, get him or her out, and get him or her latched on. So my body convinced me that it would be okay ... indeed, that it would feel really good.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Busy
I've been busy working on something that is top secret...so for now, I will share a review of Laura Keegan's book Breastfeeding with Comfort and Joy at Feminist Childbirth Studies. I love this part, describing the changes in her breasts during pregnancy:
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Hmmm, I know exactly what she means. I felt that way while I was pregnant, too, though I hadn't actually put words to it. There were times when I craved having a baby to latch on and relieve the growing pressure.
ReplyDeleteHonestly, I never felt anything like that. I just hoped it wouldn't go away after the baby was born/stopped breastfeeding. ;)
ReplyDeleteBut I think I understand where she's coming from. I do feel there is a greater purpose to my breasts than to just get huge...and that be it. I look forward to breastfeeding again. Willem still latches on every now and then, for comfort mostly.
It will be nice to have a little itty bitty baby suckling again.
Unfortunately, I feel that way whenever I see other women's babies, pregnant myself or not...
ReplyDeleteHeyyyy -- congratulations, Ms. Award Winner!!!
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