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I'm a breastfeeding fiend
At 6 months old, my daughter is a regular Rip Van Winkle. But while she sleeps soundly, I've been waking up at 4 a.m for a date with my breast pump.
In the beginning, I kept my early-morning appointment so I could create a cache of milk for my baby while my husband and I vacationed in Jamaica. Then I kept it going so I could shore up my stash for the babysitter to use while I returned to work. Now, that I've settled into a routine of feeding my daughter before and after work and pumping during the day in my company's quiet room, you'd think I'd allow myself some extra zzzzs. But get this: I can't stop. I've got some weird form of mommy anxiety that equates skipping pumping sessions with the certain drying up of my milk supply.
My sisterfriends tell me to give myself a break and sleep soundly. They say that if it comes to it, one bottle of formula a day won't hurt my little one. WHAT? I've come too far, pumped too long, survived too many bouts of soreness and near-plugged ducts to turn around now. No, now that we've made it six months, we're going for nine. And, then, a year! Take that American Academy of Pediatrics! I have become a breastfeeding fiend.
It's only appropriate that I celebrate my efforts now during World Breastfeeding Week. Don't get me wrong, I am too modest to be of the whip-it-out anywhere crew. And I don't plan to join the extended nursing crowd, who breastfeed beyond a year. I just want my child to have the best possible start in life. Because I am physically able to give her this boost, I will.
This is what happens when an overachieving, but admittedly formula-fed GenXer embraces a challenge.
So should I skip the early-morning session? Maybe. But I think I'll keep it up just one more day
-Sherri Day
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Freelance writer Courtney Cairns Pastor wasn’t so sure about having kids and how she would balance child-rearing with her journalism career. It turned out that her journalism training went to good use. As the mom to a funny, active toddler, she learned to handle him like she did her sources. Never ask yes or no questions (the answer will always be no), get him to be specific (are you crying because you’re wet or your tooth hurts?) and be prepared for anything because no two days are the same. When she’s not playing trucks, Courtney crams for her book club, trains for races and occasionally bursts into showtunes. E-mail her at