#impeccablenest.

My thoughts are: unless you've done it, are able to do it, or have breasts that provide nutrition to another human being...don't judge or comment.  Seriously.

I've truly enjoyed the breastfeeding journey with my daughter so far, and I will "whip the tit" whenever I need to.  So far I have not run into any issues, and if I do, then...well, I feel bad for that person!

Happy breastfeeding everyone!  Enjoy your bonding time with your child!

Yes, I am doing all three of these things, and I don't care what people have to say about it.  

I am a 30-something (oy, I sometimes hate writing that!) mother that is doing the very best I can to run a business (I own Impeccable Nest, check out our blog: impeccablenestinteriors.tumblr.com), be a mother, wife, daughter and sister.  This means you do what you think is right, and being a 30-something also means that I have some habits that have been well developed.

This wouldn't be such an issue, however during my pregnancy a few of my other friends were pregnant too and we keep in touch with each other and see how the other mom is doing.  This obviously brings up some interesting points and conversations surrounding how we are doing this parenting thing.  I have received some flack about my co-sleeping habits, questions surrounding my breastfeeding and length of breastfeeding and finally why I refused to buy a carseat I could carry, and insisted on wearing my baby.

Here are my reflections on the three controversial topics:

1.  I love sleeping next to my girl.  In fact, I didn't think it would cause me such distress when she was sleeping in the other room, or away from me.  I love waking up next to her, and being next to her...always.

2.  Breastfeeding: yes, this will continue for her first year.  In fact, I didn't think I'd enjoy it as much as I do, but I love looking down and seeing her face, and also knowing that I can provide everything that she needs.  It's food and comfort for her, and also for me.

3.  Babywearing: I love it!  Again having her so close to me is the most comforting feeling in the world.  I cannot begin to explain the connection.

My life has become so much more hectic, busy and lovely since you arrived.  You came and totally rocked my world, but I have yet to break down.  Maybe I will soon, but there aren't enough hours in the day to do that these days.

Opening a store, staying open, welcoming clients, working, maintaining a home, and finally being a mother has been one of the most overwhelming experiences of my life, yet I continue to put one foot in from of the other.  Every day does get easier, and I allow myself a few missteps.  It seems as though I have to.