I don’t love breastfeeding | The Leaky B@@b

I don’t love breastfeeding | The Leaky B@@b.

Love this post. My friend shared it with me today and I felt the need to share it with you. It is a very honest post and if you are planning a family, have one on the way or are struggling with breastfeeding please read it. πŸ™‚ You always hear stories of how wonderful breastfeeding is and some even say how it feels wonderful… Well that is not the case for everyone. Everyone is different and it is okay to feel indifferent towards it. We all have different feelings towards breastfeeding. That is our right as human beings and as parents. Some might struggle with it Β and others don’t. Some, like I did with my first, might feel that there is something wrong with them for not loving it. I certainly felt so many mixed feelings in the early days of feeding my first. It was not easy. I was overly critical of myself and wondered if their was something wrong with me.

For me breastfeeding is what I thought and felt was best for my babies so I just did it. I focused on the positives. It really helped to focus on how beneficial it was for my baby and how it made my baby feel. There have been some wonderful bonding moments along the way. While it may not feel natural it really is the most natural way to feed a baby. It worked for us.

What I am getting at is, if you don’t LOVE breastfeeding that is okay. If you do love it, that is just great.

I am not telling you to breastfeed and I’m not judging you if you choose/chose not to. Everyone has different life experiences, thoughts and feelings. At the end of the day you just have to make a educated choice on what you want to do and just do it.
Cheers, Danni


It is my knit-versary!

I can’t believe that I have been knitting for a year today!
Thanks to Meg for inspiring, enabling, encouraging me to give it a go. Without your kindness, generosity and patience it would not have been possible.

Thanks to Marty for understanding my need to have a hobby, encouraging me every step of the way, putting up with me playing youtube clips over and over again and for not getting openly frustrated with my special kind of crazy.

Thank you to everyone for your words of encouragement along the way.

As crazy and ‘old Nanna’ as it sounds I certainly enjoy my hobby. This is what my year of knitting looks like.


This was my first project, a Milo.


My second: Aviatrix


My third: Garden City Scarf


My fourth: Paula’s Scarfette

CassiaMy Fifth: Cassia (tunic)


My sixth: A Ziggy Beanie for Marty

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My seventh: Ziggy Beanie for Jake

And the following are (still) work in progress shots


My Hoodie (Coastal Hoodie) This one has been EPIC but is going to be a beautiful hoodie when it is finally finished. Halfway through the button band and still have the long sleeves to go.

blanketLastly, a blanket I am working on for my gorgeous sister. I am not following a pattern for this one. Just knitting like crazy trying to get through the first ball.

Sadly I don’t get much time to knit so it takes quite a while to get through each project. I look forward to many more.

Oh how life has changed…

Once upon a time, there was a party animal. At 12pm on a Friday night she would find herself out drinking with friends. The night was young and so was she…

Now this party animal has traded in her party shoes for warm, worm uggies.
Make up for clear, tired skin.
Vodka raspberries and Yager bombs, for water and tea!

Tonight she was tucking her baby in at 9pm with plans of a big night… knitting and watching her favourite shows with her man. At 9pm he was calming their big boy and trying to convince him to sleep. Well those big plans sure changed.

At 11:30pm she woke from a strange yet scarily realistic dream where she was in a car accident and lost her arm. Oh how she panicked when she couldn’t feel her arm! It took her a while to realise that she still had her arm. That the strange feeling was because had fallen asleep in the baby’s toddler bed. From the snores, he too had fallen asleep, in the big boys bed. She impatiently willed the feeling to come back into her numb arm so she could regain control of it and quietly sneak out.

After successfully escaping the sleeping baby she decided to wake her man. The process of waking the him triggered the baby to stir. In a sneaky mad dash they exited the room and breathed a loud sigh of relief, only to be greeted by the STARVING cat who couldn’t possibly live without being fed NOW. Said cat vocalised her utter annoyance over having to wait for food.

He made himself a drink and wandered off to bed as she fed the cat. Just as she was about to get herself a drink and follow suit there was a mighty thump and then a scream. The baby had fallen out of bed. She went back to calm, soothe and resettle him.

That is how she found herself blogging, tired beyond belief but strangely unable to sleep at 12:20am.

Yes how life has changed! πŸ˜‰

Day 2 – My fitness challenge


I am unfit. Very, very unfit but I look forward to changing that.
Almost forgot to workout today. I can honestly say that I am running on an empty sleep bank and my mind isn’t very clear.

Like normal, I popped Charlie down for his nap, grabbed my bottle of water, my knitting and sat on my comfortable couch. Oh and how comfortable my couch felt! Looked up and saw the cross trainer.Thankfully we have it set up in the corner of our lounge-room, opposite my favourite couch. It seems to be a great place to have it because it is a nice reminder. I know 2 days does not make a habit but it is a step in the right direction.

Tonight I was thinking of trying this easy budget paleo chicken and spinach dish (served with rice for the boys). It looks super yummy.