Breastfeeding in the beginning
Our first blog post!
I really hope it's not going to be like all those teenage diaries I started on the 1st of January and stopped writing on average somewhere around the 1st February every year.
Note to self, try to be less flaky.
One subject that requires 0% flakiness and 100% commitment is (drum roll please) breastfeeding of course.
In this blog we will aim to cover our three main passions, breastfeeding,motherhood and ethical fashion.
So I thought I would start with sharing my first story of breastfeeding, I'm currently 32 weeks pregnant so hoping that there will be a round two.
So going back two and half years now, to three weeks before my due date Husband and I decided this would be a great time to move house to a tiny rural village where we knew no one.
"It will be idyllic " we cried "Look at all the trees".
When my son was born we were in hospital for five days with antibiotics for Group B Strep.This meant that I did receive breastfeeding support during this time.I feel quite lucky that this was our start as I know this in itself is far more support than some women receive.
The issues started when we finally got home, I was so emotional on day six and could not stop crying (anyone else?), my milk had come in I was swollen, sore and exhausted.
I think I would have coped better had I been better prepared for normal breastfeeding behaviors, such as cluster feeding. I would dread the sun going down each evening as I knew that meant hours and hours of sucking to follow.
I now know that this was normal nursing behavior, my baby was telling my body how much milk he would need going forward and therefore how much my body needed to start producing.
And that amount was ALOT : Exhibit A breastfed baby's thighs
One bleary eyed morning I got my son dressed and pushed him up the country lane in our bright yellow pram (that turned out to be completely impractical for the country lanes and muddy paths) heading for breastfeeding café I had seen advertised in the window of the tiny tearoom in our village.
When I got there the staff said the café had been cancelled due to the breastfeeding support worker's role loosing its funding.
I cried all the way home.
Breastfeeding and motherhood in general requires a lot of support. There is the saying "It takes a village" and in mine there was no one to be seen that day.
I did eventually find my band of merry mothers and we enjoy 4am WhatsApp's to each other about resisting the urge to punch your Husband while he sleeps.
I'm forever grateful for their friendship.
My little boy and I enjoyed a twenty four month nursing journey which was mostly rewarding but also a huge commitment.
My favourite photo of us feeding in the now sold out Emmeline dress
At Ruma our mission is make you feel good while breastfeeding, you deserve to after giving up so much of yourself to another human being its important to retain a little something for yourself.
We want to create a community here at Ruma so if you ever feel like you need a whinge or some breastfeeding advice message us on social media or drop us an email.
We are in no way claiming to be experts but its always nice to know that support is out there when you feel alone.
Below is a link to the NCT's local baby cafes, just put in your postcode to find your nearest meeting.
I hope you enjoyed Ruma's first blog post. Next week we will be posting a sneak peak of our upcoming spring collection.
A most contented breastfed baby
Don't forget to tag us in your photos #imwearingruma and we hope you will tune into the blog next week!
Thanks for reading.
Love Ellen (one half of the Ruma team ) X