Breast feeding class

Remember that breast feeding class that I posted about recently? Well, I couldn’t skip out on it and believe me I tried. But, as with most of the classes I enjoyed attending. My only regret was that I wasn’t feeling well that day. Being ill, I couldn’t pay attention as I wanted to.

The class was informative. I always thought, how hard could breast feeding be? Baby is hungry, mommy has breasts with milk in them, baby grabs some titties and start feeding. Easy right? No, not quite. Latching problems are actually real. So we learned how to do and more importantly learned that we need to be patient in the process. We learned about the feeding process through different stages as the baby gets older. Good information.

The instructor toward the end of the class asked if there are any questions. Audaciously, I raised my hand and asked at what age we can give baby Nicholas a chicken leg. See, for me that is a milestone. A right of passage if you will.

Nothing will say Baby more than seeing him running around the house with a chicken leg half as big as he is with two top front teeth and one bottom one.