Breastfeeding · mummyblog · Parenting · Postnatal · Siblings

The dreaded health visitor you say? Well…

You feel so exhausted, because you are an amazing mother.

What a statement.

Life has been getting the better of me recently..

Why? You ask?

Sleep deprivation is the answer.

I’m on the go all day long and I’m awoken every hour or so in the night, for feeding/playing/partying/whatever the fuck she wants! Then the day starts at 5am almost every day. So after almost 9 months of the same old shit, I feel like I’m giving more than I’ve got.


For a long time now, I’ve felt like our breastfeeding journey is approaching the finish line.

However, Lola isn’t happy with this idea as she point blank refuses to take a bottle. Which is so frustrating for me.

I have felt so trapped, alone, emotional and selfish for my decision.

In that situation, when no one can give you an answer. What do you do?

Well.. In desperation we turned to the health visitor. Unsure of what she could do or if it was a waste of time.

The outcome?

Well, this lady was exactly what I needed today, she made me realise how much I do for my children and how no matter what.. I always put them first.

Hearing the words attentive and amazing, in description of myself as a mother was enough to make me cry. Especially when I feel as vulnerable as I do right now.

So after a deep hour long conversation, she found the answer.

I don’t want to stop breastfeeding… I just need some sleep.

I feel as though a weight has been lifted from my shoulders.

Sometimes it takes an outsiders perspective, to make you realise how amazing you truly are.

Please don’t fear your health visitor, they really are there to support you and help you achieve a positive and happy life..

Cause let’s be honest, children are difficult at the best of time. A helping hand should never be turned away. Acceptance is the sign of strength, not weakness!




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