When I first got pregnant I knew I wanted to breastfeed. After I had Easton, it was challenging to say the least. There were nights when I'd sit in the bed and cry trying to feed him and was so frustrated, but Lance was always there encouraging me. Over the days and nights, it got easier. WE were getting the hang of it. I felt (feel) a bond with this child that no one in the world can ever share with him but me. Breastfeeding has become one of my most favorite things about being a mom.
On several occasions I have talked to Lance about one of my greatest fears, what if something happens to me and Easton would not get breastmilk. We've discussed what I would want should something ever happen. I've gone over different routines that I do with him from morning to night, even gone so far as to write them down. From saying "good morning sunshine" when I open his blinds every morning, to singing "You are my sunshine" 3 times before we pull in the school parking lot and whispering "I love you" in his ear before he goes to bed. Morbid, I know, but... Anyways, Easton has never tasted formula so my fear was that IF something should happen to me and he had to be fed formula, he would know that something was wrong. He would wonder where his mommy was and why he was drinking something different. I would want things to remain as 'normal' as they could without my presence. It hurts my heart to think about how he would feel.
SO...where am I going with this you may ask...
As I was reading
mckmama's blog about a little baby boy whose mother died a few days after giving birth I could not dry my tears fast enough- or at all for that matter. His father's desire is for him to have breastmilk. Mckmama is gathering breastmilk from near and far to send to this family. The plan is for him to have breastmilk for the first year of his life.
After reading this blgo, I couldn't sit and do nothing. To all of my breastfeeding friends- won't you help? One bag, or one hundred...anything will help. If you are willing to help by donating milk to Baby M, please email her at
contact (dot) mckmama (at) gmail (dot) com
Read
this article (that posted 1 day after Easton was born) of women stepping up to breastfeed an infant whose mother passed away shortly after his birth. It absolutely warms my heart.
What an amazing gift God has given us to breastfeed our children. I am constantly in awe of the human body that we can produce milk and sustain life. I will never take for granted the gift and ability it is to breastfeed my child. I will thank God every time I pump at work and am able to provide yet another feeding for Easton. I will cherish these moments, for these moments are my life.
If you cannot provide breastmilk for this family, at least say a little pray for them. I can't imagine what they must be going through right now. But, God is good, and He will provide for their needs.
Thank you in advance for what you are able to do!
Until next time,
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