This is World Breastfeeding Week and I’d like to take a little minute to love on my wife, Shan, who has been able to breastfeed both our babies.
When Quin arrived, we were just so excited and in love. Shan couldn’t wait to begin breastfeeding. We knew it would be a wonderful experience for both of them. At least we thought it would be. Everyone says it’s natural, you won’t have any issues, cracked nipples doesn’t really happen – it will be fine!
The first 12 weeks of Quin’s life Shan suffered severe nipple trauma. I’m talking incredible pain and pieces literally falling from her nipples. She persevered, fed through it all and was then able to breastfeed Quin until she self-weaned suddenly at 13 months.
Breastfeeding is such a gift, such a selfless outpouring of love from a mummy to a bub. It’s on demand, it’s anywhere at anytime. It’s midnight and midday. It’s shopping centres, car parks, bushwalks. It’s sickness and health. It’s for such a short time, in the grand scheme of things, but such an incredible time for mum and bub, and for the partner watching the people they love so happy and content.
I intend to take more photos of Shan breastfeeding this time around. Here are a few of my favourite photos from the last 2 and a bit years of my wife and her mad boob-milk skills. She’s the breast.