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Saturday, March 3, 2012

The "Shuggie" Feeling

William, my oldest, was savoring the Farmer's Market ham crescent, ribs, and other treats I brought home for him this morning ( I know, all kosher & healthy stuff, not.). As I told him it was such a delight, to watch him be totally immersed in his food, I remembered that it was with a similar pleasure that I felt with him as a baby relax at the breast. I didn't know much about breastfeeding when I had my first son (nor did I even know of the real importance) and it is this "spell" that seemed to cast over him when he got into his nursing rhythm that kept me going while I was suspicious of any real benefit.

That and my husband telling me he thought their was a chance that breastfed babies might be smarter. I really didn't start off my breastfeeding journey with a whole lot of facts to hang on to. If I had any significant difficulties, I could have easily been doomed.

Another story. My 13 year old has sugar gliders (a little furry marsupial) that he carries around in a fleece pouch (much like a sling). David, the youngest, likes to imitate being a glider. He cuddles in a fleece blanket (that my mom made for him) next to me and be "my shuggie." (shuggie = sugar glider).

I have long thought if I stopped breastfeeding, babywearing, co-sleeping before they could remember, they would not share my values. Even if some of this doesn't workout  for another mother/baby or they stop before a strong memory for any of it, taking photos, having a library of books, continuing to be involved in the community of mothering reinforces these values over and over.

Although, it is no guarantee of anything to come, I could only hope that the "shuggie" feeling is something he will remember when he is holding his baby and making parenting decisions.

Our dog looks after the boys, too.

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