Where to start? Each of my little nurslings has had their own style of nursing. The oldest was so laid back. She was happy as long as she was allowed to nurse when she indicated she was hungry. The hospital experience with her labor and delivery was the best. I had just finished my 4 yrs in the US army 5 weeks before she was born (3 weeks before her due date). My hubby was able to get transferred to Virginia, so we were nearer our families. Th dr didn't want me to drive across the country 37 weeks pregnant. My hubby drove and I flew to NYC, where my parents picked me up for the 3+ hour drive to their house near Binghamton, NY. Anne's due date came and went. My hubby drove down to the DC area and stayed with my oldest sister and her husband while he was looking for an apartment near his work. He stayed down here during the week and drove up to NY every weekend to see me. He had just driven back to DC 24 hours before I went into labor. The phone in our apartment wasn't hooked up yet, so my Aunt and Cousin drove over from their house 5 miles away to tell my hubby I was in Labor. In NY, it was a clear night, cold but not much precipitaion. Down here, they were having an ice storm. My hubby drove for less than 60 miles before he decided to pull off an exit and rest until the weather cleared up. He finally got to the hospital in the afternoon. I had a short labor-less than 6 hours from my water breaking until she was born. Thankfully, my mom was there with me. As an experienced mom of 7 (she nursed 5 of us) she was the best person I could have had to encourage me. She held Anne while my episiotomy was sewn up. Then she encouraged me to nurse her early and frequently. Anne was 21 1/4 inches long and 10 pounds even at birth, 9 pounds 7 ounces when we left the hospital, and a little over 11 pounds at her 2 week check-up. She loved to nurse. Now at 16, she is 5ft 8 inches tall and 140 pounds.
I thought I knew everything when I started this entry in early January 2006. September 9 brought us #9, my first c-section. He was as easy to nurse as the first 8, though the recovery was harder. Then, April 3, 2009 Ms Rosalie was born 5 weeks 4 days before her due date. She spent 3 weeks in the Nicu until she finally learned how to eat from a bottle. Though I am usually opposed to a bottle for a new baby, I could not be with her 24/7 so I could try to nurse her for every feeding. I thought it would be easy to train her to nurse once we were home. It took my entire Family medical leave to teach her to nurse well enough so I did not have to pump after every feeding and then supplement her with a bottle. She still has a not so great latch, but is getting more efficient with age and her mouth getting bigger.