Category: Milky Mamas

Why I nurse my baby to sleep

I just read another article by a self-proclaimed “parenting visionary” telling her readers not to rock, let alone nurse their babies to sleep at the risk of causing a life-time dependency and destroying all chances of a good night’s rest. Seriously? I frequently wonder who these people are and whether they gave birth to robots. I proudly nurse and rock (and sing and cuddle and swing) my baby to sleep every night and…

A lovely Christmas surprise

I’ve always supported a baby’s right to nurse whenever and wherever it wants to but it wasn’t until I moved to Portugal that I realised how conspicuous and uncomfortable breastfeeding in public can make you feel. In Brazil I’d always had my posse of friends or husband around me, whereas here very often it’s just the baby and me and I’ve discovered that breastfeeding in public a deux makes me feel rather self-conscious.…

Surviving breastfeeding hell

This post has nothing to do with minimalism. I haven’t done any research, found any sources or included any quotes. It is just my own experience, sent into the ether with the hope that it might help another mother in need (much like these posts helped me at one point). Before the baby arrived I was 100% certain I was going to breastfeed. I was also sure it would be…

Notes from the trenches

The baby is here! I am now a bona fide mother, mum, mummy. It is delicious, exciting, exhausting and fraught with laughter and tears. As there is no more time for elaborately crafted writing, here are a few thoughts gathered over the past few weeks Sleep As hoped/expected not that much of an issue for me, I believe partly due to genetics, partly due to attitude (despite the research I…