Breastfeeding, Babies and Birth


March 2016

I will wrap you up in my love

The day after we brought my son home from the hospital was mothers day. It was such a special day as my gift was an 8 1/2 pound beautiful bundle of joy that I literally couldn’t take my eyes off,y other gift sat beside me in awe of our new family member.

I knew that when I was pregnant I wanted to give babywearing another try. I wore my daughter when she a younger and didn’t have a very secure carrier so it made matters a little challenging. Around 2 months pregnant I bought the highly anticipated tula, a soft structure buckle carrier and never looked back. I am postive that my husband probably thought I was crazy for buying such an expensive baby carrier when 1) I didn’t know the sex of the baby yet and 2) the baby wouldn’t even be here for another 7 months! Since I babysat at the time I thought it would really come in handy!

I randomly wore my little baby friend over the next few months until it was no longer comfortable to do so, he (somewhat) enjoyed, and I was able to get some of my household chores done in the meantime. I considered it a win win.

I was cruising through the local yardsale sites and came across a previously loved sleepy wrap, the condition was great and the price was too so I couldn’t help but to scoop it up! I picked the wrap up the next day, washed it and placed it with the other things for the baby. It stayed in its given place until mothers day, a day of sweet memories like no other.

I spent around 45 minutes that Sunday watching and researching over and over again tutorials on how to put on my sleepy wrap. I was nervous about the safety of my sweet newborn and needed to get it right. After several attempts, near tears (thanks postpartum hormones!) I finally got it down and got my baby in there! I can’t explain to you how much success I felt as the happy tears began to roll down my face, it was a big accomplishment!

I wore my sweet little squish for an afternoon stroll around the neighborhood, visiting my mother, husband’s grandmother and mother-in-law. It was such a joy being able to hold my baby so close as well as having my hands free to hold my daughters hand as we walked. She enjoyed the walk as much as I did.

I couldn’t believe how easy and convenient babywearing was, I found myself wondering why I didn’t give this a better go with my daughter because it definitely would have came in handy! I really couldn’t get enough snuggles from my sweetheart and feeling every breath that came from his little body and feeling his heart beat on my chest is something I can’t even put into words. With all my other blog topics, they are all about bonding, birth is bonding exprience, breastfeeding, and without a doubt in mind so is babywearing.



(In this photograph,  we brought the sleepy wrap for one last ride before donating to another mom, he was a little big but still snuggly as ever! )


Milk sharing

When I was not a mom yet, I will admit, i was probably pretty ignorant to alot of issues that motherhood presents. One in particular is milk sharing. If you  would have ask me 5 years ago maybe even 3 (after my daughter was born!) If I knew what milk sharing was, I can say with all honesty that i would have had no clue.

Since I didn’t breastfeed my daughter for long, I can admit that I didn’t know much about breastmilk in general. I tried pumping but looking back now, truely didn’t put in time or effort it required.

When my son was about 6 months old I can across a mother in need of donor milk, I didn’t really know her expect that we had friends and generally the same interests in common. I had a decent freezer stash and remember thinking, “it would be really nice to help her out!”. I went to my freezer stash, and dug out 60  ounces. The mother would I was donating to was out of town and traveling in to the area, I met a family member of hers and the deed was done.

I really can’t even begin to tell you how I felt in that moment. I beamed with pride that I not only provide the nourishment for my own child but helped feed another, even if it was only a few days. I beleive its goes without saying that I didn’t donate for the credit, but sometimes in the shuffle of life especially in parenthood it’s easy to feel unappreciated. I know that this mother genuinely was thankful for this gift of liquid gold and knowing that it helped her daughter was really special moment  for me. Anyone who has ever had or wanted to pump knows how much time, dedication and love goes into each and every pumping session, and it certainly isn’t something that comes easy for all lactating mothers.

It is truly a a selfless act to donate and as weird as it may sound, I offer it up to any mother in need. Don’t get me wrong, I do not think that there is anything wrong with formula or giving it to your baby, I also think that’s it’s great for whoever needs it for whatever reason. With that being said, I think that’s why milk sharing is so important. If you have the extra supply and the means, I promise milk sharing will be a rewarding exprience for all parties involved.  You can do it informally or privately, through an organization such as Eats on Feets and Human Milk for Human Babies and a more formal setting such as a milk bank.


Who is your backbone?

As mentioned, i was very adimant to succeed in my breastfeeding journey. In order to do this, I allowed no bottles or formula into my home in efforts to really dedicate to the commitment I made not only to myself but to my son.

He was a champ, took the breast immediately and although a shallow latch made for some sore nipples, with the help of my trusty lactation consultant and midwife, that issue was quickly resolved. I couldn’t thank her enough for not only bringing my sweet angel into the world but for being my biggest support in regards to my pregnancy, my natural delivery, and breastfeeding.

As a new mother support is crucial in whatever choices you make whether it be natural or epidural, breast or formula, or any of the other hundreds of the decisions you will make in your lifetime as a parent. Supporters can wear any hats, a nurse, a doctor, a parent, a partner, a friend and the list can go on and on.

Your supporter or supporter system is your back bone, your hand to hold, shoulder to cry on, the peanut butter to your jelly and so on. You should feel comfortable leaning on this person of these people especially when you need them, and what better time of need than when you are about to bring another human being into this world.

Whoever you chose for support, reach out and give them thanks. Let your support system know that your glad they are around.


My first post

Let me start by introducing myself, my name is lindsey. I am a mother of two, wife, and an all things baby related advocate. I have a strong passion for birth, babies and breastfeeding and all things in relation to. It only seemed right to name my blog, The B Word, an ode to my favorite things.

So who am I? I am a mother of a four year old and a 10 month old. Being a mother is hands down the best thing I have ever done in my life. I am a stay at home mom, so my day literally begins and ends with my children but i truely wouldn’t have it any other way. As much as I whole heartedly love being a mother and enjoy my children to the fullest, i am ready to delve into my professional being and find my passion outside of the home.

I graduated college in 2014 when my daughter was 2 1/2 years old. i obtained an associates degree in early childhood as well as a bachelor’s degree in family and consumer sceince. I have been working with children since 2010 and I have been a nanny since 2012. After graduating, I knew that I wanted to be involved in some shape or form with children but I wasnt sure what my exact calling was.

In may of 2015 my sweet and beautiful son arrived into the world at 2:09 am after what most, including myself, would consider a textbook natural (hospital) childbirth. I knew, without any doubt, I wanted to breastfeed from the moment I become pregnant. I didn’t breastfeed long with my daughter and it was one of my biggest regrets. I was determined to make it work, to give my child the best start to life. My determination and drive to give my child this start was all the motivation I needed for my success. I realized a few months after his birth that I had I not been so adimant I may have not overcome the hurdles I faced along the way.

I am excited to share my journey with you, as well as future journeys regarding all of my favorite “B” words. Hope you enjoyed the first of many!


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