On a more personal level I’d like to put out my thoughts and feelings on motherhood and breastfeeding. I normally wouldn’t do this type of post but for the amount of slack bottle-feeders get, I feel safe in saying breastfeeders get that slack too.
When we found out we were expecting it was quite a surprise, one we knew nothing about. With that said, choosing to breastfeed was for no other reason but saving money. We both are fortunate enough to work from home so having the ability to breastfeed and save money while doing so seemed like the right thing to do.
For the better part of my life I spent my years working as a model, east to west and pretty serious about it. My body certainly wasn’t big breast and a big bum, it was, as you would have it, a model body.
Time and time over again I always caught myself looking at magazines and movie stars wishing I looked like those seductive, curvy women but knowing I couldn’t because of my work.
What struck me the hardest about falling pregnant was knowing I’d be sacrificing my body, the body that I spent day and night perfecting for a standard. That’s all it was; a standard but honestly guys, this all didn’t seem to matter once the shock factor went away.
I get teary eyed thinking about it but the fact is that I spent so long uncomfortable with my breast because they weren’t what society considers sexy.
As I watched my body change before my eyes I knew there was a difference in my outer appearance but that was were it ended.
It wasn’t until after my daughter was born that I suddenly realized that those years I spent trying to perfect my body didn’t exist because my body didn’t really become perfect until I had her.
It seems like the objectification of breast have become so strong in this day in time that we half-heartedly lose sight in what their true intention is.
When I’m in public and my daughter needs to eat I have zero shame of feeding her. We are taught that breast are for men to see and no one else and I really think that influences societies views on bottle feeding and breastfeeding.
To see that bottle feeding has become the ‘norm’ in America as opposed to breastfeeding truly saddens my heart. When I feed my daughter and hear comments about it when clearly nothing is being shown I feel truly sad for those who feel the need to bring shame upon feeding a child.
I think bottle feeding is as equally important as breastfeeding but I think the standard of acceptance is what is wrong.
It has taken me years to realize the beauty in my breasts is not because of their size or shape but because they are the reason my daughter lives.
The nurture and care of a baby is what the center of the message is and it shouldn’t matter how you do it.
My boobs aren’t an object.