This week marks the end of breastfeeding for me for Keziah. I always feel a mixture of sadness, guilt and loss each time I stop as I wish I can give more. With Jedidiah, he only had my milk for about 6 months after which I stopped out of pure laziness and I dreaded the pumping. With Krisalyn, she only had it for 5 months as I was juggling looking after a young Jedidiah and her as well as pumping. So gave up quickly too.
This time with Keziah, I told myself that since she will most probably be our last little one, I will try to see how long I can do it for. Many pple have told me to latch my kiddies but I find I can only do it in the hospital! Furthermore, one needs to be relaxed when feeding and it was honestly hard to be at times when having to keep an eye on the older ones. So as always I end up pumping. Every three hours which was really tiring. This was another issue for me as I always admire mummies who just pop their babes under their slings etc and nurse them happily and quickly. Unlike me where I had to bring my pump, glass jars,ice packs and 'gong' to warm up the expressed breastmilk each time I went out. But I guess the good side of pumping is that I could see how much milk she was getting and could fit her into a routine quickly to sleep from 7 to 7 each day.
But I'm glad i persevered and this time I stopped as 'MilkDonalds' has run out of milk! After pumping regularly for 13 1/2 months, I think my supply has been depleted. I wish I had more but I guess this is the best I have done amongst the three! So am going through a kind of 'mourning' phase over my milk. silly eh? being emo over milk! But my comfort is that all three kiddies are doing well and growing strong.
Now its time to also continue to give them spiritual milk by guiding them in the ways of the Lord. For that I really need His wisdom and grace each day.