The fun of helping others

I was really thrown off today... I say this because not many people get to have the satisfaction of getting me out of the right state of mind!

I happen to be the type of person that tries to stay on point which at times could be hard because I tell it like it is (most of the time). I have the tendency of telling people certain things they dont like about themselves and tend to point out when they are...well wrong

I'm sure many of you have encounter people, family, co-workers who think differently. They have the perception that they only need to worry about their life, their work, their part of the load. They have this crazy thought that they are only responsible for the little bucket they were once assigned and that anything else is just that...

What they dont seem to comprehend is that being that type of person, human being, employee turns you into the first person that goes when its time for budget cuts, the last relative you want to approach for advise or for help, the last person anyone helps when YOU are the one in need of assistance.

If we humans understood that something as simple asbeing friendly, helpful, joyful and candid could take you a long wayyyyyyyy......perphaps we would make an effort to change, would we?

Act as if what you do makes a difference. It does. ~William James



breastfeeding?

I have  kids. I have always been aware of the importance of breastfeeding. All the benefits that your newborn baby gets from it and also how it helps your body heal so much faster.

But I also know that it's ok no to breastfeed if doing so interferes with how you feel towards your baby.

After I had my son (3rd child) I was ready to breastfeed again. I've always breastfeed my children for at least 3mths each. But this time was different.This times was painful.

My 2nd and 3rd child are 10 months apart. I became pregnant right after my post partum visit, My body had not healed. Everything was more painful.

Aside from everything I was determined to keep trying. That was until one morning while my partner was taking our daughter to school I tried to breastfeed. He found me lying on the floor crying because of the pain.
I had this excrutiating pain that would not stop.

He gave me an ibuproben and rubbed my lower belly but I couldnt get up. The pain started when I tried to breastfeed my son. It was worse that labor pain (mind you, I have had all 3 kids vaginally and 1 of them with NO drugs!).

After this dramatic episode (like he calls it) I kept on trying. Every attempt was unsuccesful. I just could not breast feed him. I couldnt!

After a while I was ok with that. He was healthy. Eating like a horse. No concerns.

But then something about other people feeling that they have the right to ask you whether your are breastfeeding or not made me feel guilty. And if your answer is NO, you have to deal with this accusing "your are a bad mother look" frustates me greatly.

I started trying to make excuses and explaining myself to complete stangers who do not know or need to know what happened. Then I'll ask my self, why? Why do I need to explain myself?

A woman has all the right in the world not to breastfeed. And that doesnt make her a bad mom. A woman (me) has the right not the questioned ot looked at "funny" just because she is not breastfedding.

It's my choice!

I happen to be a great mom ( or so I think). My children are healthy, happy and I give then all the love I have and more.

Therefore I propose the "I decide whether to breast feed or not" movement.