In all of my ups and downs with breastfeeding there has been one constant. My husband. If it weren’t for his support I think Judah and I would not have made it as far as we have. All the months Judah slept with us, all the nights he comes to bed with us now and poor Yogi Dad is nudged aside to give Judah some room to sprawl out. It’s made all of the difference. I am totally convinced that bed-sharing and co-sleeping was the one thing that saved breastfeeding for us. That almost constant contact through the wee hours of the night, they just make such a difference.
Aside from that, there is the always constant support. The willingness to let me make the decisions as to how Judah is fed, when we decided to introduce formula, not to mention picking up the slack during those first 6 months when we were easily nursing 9-10 hours a day. It’s a big commitment and I know not everyone is as lucky as I am to have that kind of unwavering support.
So I’m just going to say Thank You my Dear Husband. As a Dad (and a husband) you really knock it out of the park!
This post is part of the Breastfeeding Blog Hop which runs Thursdays and Fridays. The Hop is hosted by Life with Levi and co-hosted by Diary of a Devil Dog Wife and myself. Each week has a different topic, feel free to link up a new or old post that goes with our weekly theme!