One pivotal event stands out in my mind as the reason I decided to learn how to breastfeed in a carrier. It’s been two years since that date, and I’m still appalled I let it happen. It was time to feed my newborn and I was shuttled away and confined in a room to breastfeed.
It was a stressful time in our lives. My son was due around Thanksgiving, but be decided to wait. He held out a few days … like 13 days late. I’ve told you about his late arrival before. He waited until the morning my Father-in-Law arrived for his annual Christmas trip from Indiana.
December is always extremely busy with the multiple Christmas gift exchanges we’re subjected to. Our families can’t seem to coordinate a single time to come together at once, so we usually end up with about 4 Christmas celebrations. It’s too much when there isn’t a tiny baby involved. But, this event being just days before one of the many gatherings we’d be subjected to over the month was extremely emotional.
I should have been toting around a baby who was a couple of weeks old, which was bad enough, in my opinion. Instead, I was toting around a baby who was only days old. We hadn’t even begun a breastfeeding routine.
We had no routine.
I didn’t know my son. We had nothing figured out. And I was being expected to tote him to my sister-in-law’s house for my Father-in-Law’s Christmas celebration.
We ate our Christmas dinner and rounded the kids upstairs for their first Christmas gift exchange. The kids barely had a chance to open gifts and our new baby began wailing for his dinner. So I started gathering the nursing cover in preparation.
This one thing made me learn to breastfeed in a carrier
The next thing I know, I was being escorted into a bedroom.
Now, maybe I should have taken it as I was being given privacy. Or that this person thought we needed a quiet place to feed. But that’s just not how it felt.
It felt as though feeding my baby wasn’t allowed in front of the family because I chose (and our baby preferred) breastfeeding.
Despite having a cover, I had been robbed of watching my daughter’s face as she opened her gifts from her Grandparents. Until my son was finished eating, I wasn’t able to be part of the exchange.
Fighting back tears, I made my way back into the room as everyone was wrapping up their gift opening. I couldn’t believe I missed it. And, my son and I were just getting started. When we left that night, I struggled to find the words to express how horrible I felt about the whole situation.
But, then I became determined. There was no way I was going to miss out on another beautiful moment with my daughter or husband. My and my son’s choice in feeding would not hamper my ability to “be there.”
I decided, from then on, I was going to breastfeed in a carrier. And for nearly a year, every time he got hungry, no matter where we were, I’d strap him into the carrier and feed him.
I never let his feeding preference get in the way of another event. And most of the time, no one even knew he was eating as I walked around merrily. We didn’t miss out on life. And I breastfed my son in the carrier at my sister-in-law’s house every time we went there. And I hadn’t been made to hide in a room again.
I don’t know if they ever figured out what we were doing. But, it doesn’t matter any longer. Because I learned to breastfeed in a carrier, I was able to care for my son while ensuring I was continuing to be part of the family. And I succeeded in not being shuttled into another room against my will again.
What carrier did I use to breastfeed in?
The Boba 4G was the carrier of choice!
Thank you Ivy for sharing One Thing Made Me Want to Breastfeed in a Carrier post. Its so sad to hear you missed such a precious moment because you had to breastfeed your newborn.
I too remember missing many meals and feeling so defeated because I was busy feeding my baby in another room. I don’t think I ever got over it- I would instead avoid going out since I was missing all the fun anyway. 🙁
Did you ever say anything to the person who escorted you to another room to prevent it in the future?
Aww Carolyn, thank you. I’m sorry you went through the disconnect during breastfeeding. No, I never did say anything because I was busy doing what I wanted, breastfeeding my son in a carrier and NOT being excluded anymore. We went through theme parks, family gatherings, school events, grocery shopping, and more with the little guy attached to my boobs completely undetected 😀 It was a fabulous thing!
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