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Nursing Pillows

Are there things you use and you bless God for the person who invested them? Well I sure thank God for Nursing Pillows. I was just looking at some pictures of when Samara was born and I recall how being a first time mum I had no clue on how to breast feed. Yes we think it is straight forward right? Just place the child on your breast and things move on? No, at least for me, I remember, Alex, myself and the baby all struggling to hold my breast to help Samara breast feed seriously and at that moment the doctor walked in and we cried out “please assist us “
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Can you see how we are trying hard to learn this new skill?
Do you know breast feeding is such an art , for me I was scared of all the expert mums who visited us at hospital until I had to request a few friends of my mum who had come to visit over lunch time to please excuse me to breast feed because I hadn’t mastered the skill and hence was feeling shy to do it before visitors. So next time you want a gift for a first time, get her this, it will save her lots of stress and the result will be happy mum, happy baby.



I can multitask now, with the pink nursing pillow beneath, phew!!
Well 16 months down the line, I don’t need anyone to help me because Samara can demand for the breast milk when she wants (at times even in her sleep you can hear her say nyonyo) and if I hesitate she lifts the top herself and is short of removing the boob by herself. How times have changed but for sure being a mum is rewarding and the simple things we think are simple today were not simple yesterday.

Have you tried to stop breastfeeding a toddler? I have tried and failed, think I didn’t have the strength in me to stop her but when I deeply evaluated my reasons for wanting her to stop and I felt they were a bit selfish. One reason was that I was getting embarrassed that Samara somehow asks for the boob in public while people are praying yes, when there is silence in she asks for ” nyonyo” thank God am chocolate skin because if I was lighter I would be red all the time. The other was that I was feeling my boob was no longer mine and I was tired of breastfeeding. So for now am enjoying being a mum and am unleashing my boob for Samara with joy.

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