During the first weeks of breastfeeding, I stayed wide awake in the middle of the night as tears dramatically rolled down my cheeks. On my arms rested my baby, latching on me in all serenity. In every infant’s peaceful slumber, there is an unsung story of a mother’s restlessness.
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This is deep, and true. The sacrifice is real!
Beautiful post. It’s so true that it’s so much more of a struggle then people realize. But the gratification and love that you get from it is all worth it in the end!
Very true. I too remember crying whole night. Was clueless in the beginning.
Great post. With my first two daughters I struggled with nursing. I tried everything I could think of but was miserable. With my third daughter, I’m not sure what I did differently but I loved it.
You are so correct. I’ve nursed three children for a cumulative 7 years and there were challenges faced with each child and stage along the way. However I would not trade the experience and bonding for anything
I enjoyed breastfeeding but only after getting the hang of it. I had to remember that when the baby was born, he/she was new to it too!
Really enjoyed reading & relating it.. I always felt as if I was an open Mother dairy, sometimes getting frustrated over this noble cause due to many limitations!
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It’s really encouraging to know that I’m not the only one going through this. 🙂 Let’s carry on.
Well thought and written post. Happy to read your blog !!!
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