I'm Naya

Mama & wife. Breastfeeding advocate & IBCLC candidate (October 2017). Makeup junkie & wannabe fashionista. 

I write about breastfeeding, motherhood, and style. 

The End?

E and I celebrated nine months of nursing yesterday. He hasn't been exclusively breastfed since about six months. It's pretty incredible to know that I have been his source of food for the past 18 months and I was his only source of food for 15 of those 18 months. We had a very rocky start filled with weight issues (his) and supply issues (mine).  We have moved on and thankfully haven't had any major issues like that since. I hated nursing him when we started, but now it is my favorite thing to do with him.

Maybe it's the pessimist in me, but one thought has been plaguing me all weekend: are we in the twilight of our nursing relationship?


I can feel my supply dwindling. It hasn't been a huge drop. I was able to pump between 15-18 ounces a day at work and now I'm pumping 8-12. I've noticed the drop in the past few weeks. I even had to dip into my freezer stash for the first time in months last week. Of course, I've been guilty of slacking from my usual pumping schedule at work and at home. Weirdly enough, despite being engorged my breasts don't leak. I don't let down like randomly like I did a few months ago.

Things have been kind of hectic at home and at work for the past few weeks. Between traveling, my cycle, deadlines, and late nights, my pumping has taken a backseat to everything else.  Starting tomorrow I will go back to pumping at least twice a day at work and once at night before bed, no matter what.

I've been drinking a lot of Mothers Milk tea and taking fenugreek multiple times a day, hopefully that along with will help bring my supply up. I'm not ready for us to wean and I don't think E is either. He's only nine months old. My original goal was to nurse him for six months exclusively. When we had made it that far, a year didn't look so far off. Now that we're 3/4 of the way to a year, I feel like we will get there by the skin of our teeth. I'm more than happy to make it past a year, I'm willing to nurse E for as long as he wants me to.

Oh and if you see me in the next week or two and suddenly crave pancakes, it's me. Thanks to all the fenugreek I've been taking, I give off the distinctive maple syrup smell.

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