I just read this post by a fellow mommy blogger that made me take a deep breath and relax. This blogger wrote about her brief inability to breastfeed due to the medication she was taking and how it affected how she viewed herself as a mom. Below you will find the excerpt that resounded most with me. I hope it helps all of us just relax and be confident that we are doing our best.
"I used to think I was defined by my cloth diapering, babywearing, organic eating, acrylic painting, woods dwelling, fast talking, vaccination delaying, color obsessing, amateur gardening, baby food making, photograph taking, faraway traveling, baby making, tattoo designing, non-circumcising, lakeside living, small government believing, pro-life advocating, television abandoning, extended breastfeeding, German speaking, deep thinking, former art teaching and baby cosleeping ways.
Pride has no place in the life of a King's daughter. Which is why I'm mellowing out. Accepted that I might have to supplement a little bit. No one ever tells you how difficult pumping is; that you don't get as much as the baby get out by herself; that it takes up so much time you're consumed by guilt; that you will feel very much like a farm animal locked away in your office.Now, although I may choose to still do those things, I will simply be a sinner saved by the King's grace, wife to my Prince, mother of Many Small Children.
I feel like a giant weight has been lifted from me. No longer crushed by pride, I can just be me. A mama, doing the best I can do, loving my little girl insanely."