For starters … let me say, I’ve been hungry in fact, starving for the last 365-plus days since breastfeeding the twins. The hunger is uncontrollable. When we first brought them home, now a year ago … the Summer Olympics, Michael Phelps, and his diet were all over the news. I could have beaten Michael hands down in an eating competition during the first few months of their little lives. One word: starving! And for the past year, I can remember feeling “full” just about six times. Honestly.
Perhaps, I should also mention I have zero medical training nor am I a licensed nutritionist. I guess what I am saying, is in many eyes, I am no expert. BUT what I will say is I have been actively–daily–hourly—breastfeeding my twins for 365-plus days of their lives. So maybe, I have a little “hands on” experience.
When I was pregnant with the twins I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt I was going to breastfeed. I breastfed my first for fifteen-plus months. So I knew the do's and dont's. I thought I kind of knew what to expect. And boy, was I ever wrong! If you Google “breastfeeding twins,” there are a few options that will pop up. In most breastfeeding/nursing books or magazines, they have devoted a chapter or two to the subject of twins. There isn’t really a lot of info to find, so my knowledge was vague to say the least. So without a lot of knowledge … I thought to myself, I can handle it—“What’s one more—right?”
Well, that above thought or statement, as to date, has been the biggest understatement of my life.
(photo by resident a)
(original article by Kellie Tate)
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