Category Archives: Birth

LLLI – August 8th 2012

La Leche League is an international nonprofit, nonsectarian organization dedicated to providing education, information, support, and encouragement to women that decide to breastfeed their baby’s. I want to give special acknowledgement to La Leche League for their support throughout the years and for bringing the breastfeeding café to our community for the 7th year. A successful exciting time that has become a tradition in salt lake to celebrate to the fullest the art of breastfeeding.

Highlight activities for the café: Elizabeth Smith from the University of Utah Hospital will be presenting on How Birth affects breastfeeding from 10-11am. WIC peer counselor Brenda Poprsenovic will be at the café for breastfeeding support and questions from 1-4pm and if you want to apply for WIC the peer counselors can also inform you how.

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How Birth Effects Breastfeeding – July 16th

This post was written as part of The Breastfeeding Cafe’s Blog Carnival for 2012. For more information on the Breastfeeding Cafe, check out this site. If you would like to participate in this year’s carnival, just post on your personal blog and put a link in the comment section below.  To receive email updates for next year, contact Timbra landslidephotography {at} hotmail {dot} com. Today’s post is about how birth effects breastfeeding. Please read the other posts in today’s carnival listed in the comments section of this post. The Carnival runs July 16th through the 31st!


Timbra Wiist is a wife & mother to two little girls (ages 6 and nearly 3), one foreign born and one water born.  She is a La Leche League leader of 4 years, working with LLL in Murray, UT.  Timbra is a photographer who specializes in Breastfeeding Portraits and “the Journey of Motherhood.”  When she blogs about breastfeeding she does so at, you can read her other posts during the Carnival, there.  

Today’s Prompt:  Share your birth experience and how you feel it shaped your first breastfeeding experience, or experiences with each child. Talk with your mother or grandmother, and hear other birth stories (share them too).

I’ve decided not to rewrite, this is the post I’ve put up in the past two years, because my birth story has not changed and it continues to be the birth of me:

The birth of a first child is in essence, the birth of a mother. We have hopes and dreams for our babies, we think we know exactly what kind of mothers we will be and what kind of birth we will have. . . . but until you have experienced birth, until you have been BORN as a mother, it is almost impossible to envision the birth experience you really desire. Second babies have it easy 🙂

Bare with me as I share some of the details of the birth of my first daughter. They are so important to me and to the prompt because as is mentioned in my “bio,” my first daughter was not born in the US. My experience, therefore, with regards to labor, birth and breastfeeding are vastly different from the stories of sterile hospital births I hear about in the US.

Before I was ever pregnant with her, I had intention to birth in a birth center 40 minutes away from my home. I wanted a water birth. However, just weeks prior to becoming pregnant, my husband and I made a decision to move out of the country and gave ourselves a “pregnancy deadline” which would eventually determine her country of birth. Things didn’t go as planned, and in the end, we landed in this new country only FIVE WEEKS before our little girl was “due.” (we should have been there five MONTHS before).

By the time we arrived we’d seen 7 female doctors/midwifes for prenatal care due to our moving around while waiting on visas. Five weeks gave us very little time to interview doctors and research birth options once we finally arrived. In fact, I’d lived in this country once before and was close friends with a Doula (when I was 19 and husbandless and had NO idea what a doula was, what she did or why she might EVER be important or necessary). And from that experience I knew that an out of hospital birth (though it likely happened all the time among the local people) was not a viable option unless I knew someone who knew someone who was either in the country visiting at the time (a doula, a midwife, etc) or had a relative who happened to have a birth pool and attended births. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the kind of time on my side to be able to figure all of that out. The best I had worked out was that a mutual friend put me in contact with another American woman who had given birth to 3 of her 4 children in this country and through her I was able to find someone who fit my ONLY requirement. . . a female doctor! Not a female doctor she’d had experience with, as her own ob/gyn had since retired, but a female ob/gyn nonetheless.

I am SO thankful that the individual who attended to me when I gave birth to my first daughter, was a woman and a MOTHER herself! It’s not common, even in the US, let alone a developing country to have a female ob/gyn attending a birth, but I was fortunate that this one request was filled. My beautiful Dr. Litiana Browne, was a confident 60-something year old Fijian woman.

My husband and I had agreed (ahead of time)to some medications during my labor, as well as requesting an induction so that my family, who had traveled 3000 miles to be there for the birth of this first grandchild/niece, would not have to leave without having met our little girl. Had I known what I now know, I would have made different choices. . . but when you know better, you do better and it was, in essence, the birth we chose and planned with the knowledge and information we had (or chose to have) at the time. Fortunately, none of this seemed to have had adverse affect on the outcome of her birth or our first nursing experience. My birth as a mother was NOTHING like the stories I hear of here in the States. . . .I was induced by a doctor who did not endorse epidurals and actually said to me “How can you be in control of your labor if everyone is standing over you looking down at you?,” (to be clear, I was NEVER interested in one) a woman who (in her 60s) had very few times found need to perform a cesarean. She slept at the hospital all night, waiting on me to have my baby (I was the only woman giving birth in that hospital that night), she wasn’t “on call” at home.  There was no other doctor who might end up attending my birth.  I was induced at 8am, sent home to be return and be checked in the afternoon, returned to the hospital at 2pm, was sent home again and returned at 6pm at my husband’s request, though I would have preferred to have labored at home for longer, as first timers, we just didn’t know what to expect (during labor with my second daughter, I would learn that my labor patterns easily fooled us, and that I tend to have close and short contractions, so we thought we were much further along in labor than we actually were).  A night of medication, some rest, laboring on the ball, having my water broken and finally around 3:30 am, the urge to push. . .

When I said I needed to push, the nurse did not ask me to wait, she asked to check how far dialated I was, and allowed me to begin pushing (never telling me my “number”). . .while squatting. . . before the Doctor ever arrived. When the Doctor arrived she checked my progress (while I was squatting) then stood in another part of the room speaking in their native language and laughing quietly (not about me. . . just talking, because birth was NORMAL) while my husband sat in a chair behind me, being my rock, and I stood and squatted, and pushed and felt my baby’s head crown before anyone else knew her head was coming. A few details are hazy, after I climbed onto the bed and pushed her out with 2 final pushes. . .a head and her body. . .while on “all fours” and I shouted “Do we have a baby?”  It was 4:16am!

Despite what I am about to say with regards to how it is taken for granted that a mother WILL breastfeed in this culture, unfortunately, Western birth practices have weaseled their way into all sorts of cultures around the world. My baby’s cord was cut, before I even had a chance to turn over and see her, she was whisked just a few feet away onto a warming table, she was wiped up and checked over and it was an hour before I think I actually held her. . . though, it didn’t feel that long and I don’t remember it being that long, my photos are time stamped so I KNOW it was that long. Part of this was due to my needing stitching. But. . . this was the first time I’d ever had a baby, and I didn’t know anything about delayed clamping, I didn’t take the “immediate skin to skin” stuff I’d read, to heart, and truthfully, I didn’t know if I should be responsible for holding a newborn baby while being stitched up.

I had some tearing, but this culture is not interested in numbers, and so my doctor stitched me without telling me “the degree” of tearing and within the first hour I was able to try to nurse my baby for the first time. After my family came to see her and oogle over her and then left (because they had actually been awake the ENTIRE time I had been awake 8am to 6am at this point) I was able to nurse her again. A nurse-midwife (all the nurses were nurse-midwifes) came to check on us, I said “Am I doing this right?” She said “you have a bit of a flat nipple” perked it up for me (a little odd, but seriously, all pretense is gone after giving birth) and that was that. . . my baby latched and nursed happily. . . for the next few years!!!

In part I believe this is because there is a big push in this particular country to return to breastfeeding. Like many foreign countries, when the US says something is good, others follow. . . . many years later than the US. . . .Formula became the norm for several years, however, in the 10 years prior to the birth of my daughter, education (for nurses) on the importance and superiority of breastfeeding over formula and a push to encourage mothers to breastfeed, had become normal practice (again) in the hospitals. There was no question as to whether I would breastfeed my baby. No one offered me a bottle or pacifier, or was concerned about whether she was eating, no one took her blood sugar levels. . .they didn’t even weigh her for four hours!

They waited 4 hours to weigh her for the first time. I didn’t have to request she not be given a pacifier or formula. I didn’t have to request to room in with her. . . in fact, my husband held our daughter while I was being tended to and when I fell asleep after holding and nursing her for a bit, he held her for two more hours, my husband held my baby because a bassinet just “couldn’t be located” (there were TWO birthing rooms in this hospital, across the hall from one another. . . the “overnight” rooms were not just for moms, they were for people recovering from surgery and illness too. . .AND. . . I was the only person giving birth in the hospital that night. . . there was ONE other baby in the nursery. . .where could all the bassinets have run off to?). So, until my husband was falling asleep, sitting up in a chair, with our newborn infant in his arms, no one helped him, not even a little. 3 hours after her birth, they brought a bassinet and took her to the nursery (one room away) and 15 minutes later I woke up (I guess even after being awake 24 hours straight and giving birth, when a new baby is taken from the presence of a new mom who is dead asleep. . .she knows it!). We immediately went to the nursery, I needed to gawk at that baby some more, and then they bathed and weighed her and she never left my presence again until we checked out (except for 10 minutes for vaccinations). 

When I hear about hospital experiences here in the US, I am actually appalled. The sterility, the push for formula, the worry over glucose levels, the shots, the eye goop. . . . (and that’s just AFTER baby comes. . . I am even MORE appalled at all the “red tape” moms go through while in labor, all the encouragements to USE MORE INTERVENTIONS).  My experience, though removed from the “natural” way of birthing, was still so much closer to biologically normal, than anything I hear about here in the US.

My second daughter was born in the US, in a water birth, in a birth center, without complication. She latched and nursed within the first half hour as we lay in bed together, we never left one another. Her birth story is simple, from day 3-14 it got much more complicated, but that is not for this post. My first daughter took 15 hours to make her way, technically, my second daughter took 5 days 🙂  I believe that the birth I experienced with my first daughter, with the knowledgeable and assuming experience of a nurse, that I would breastfeed her, set the course for my mothering and my passion for breastfeeding. . .it was uncomplicated and NORMAL.

So. . . in a culture that assumes every woman can and will breastfeed. . . there was no question, there was no option. . .there was just me. . . a newly born mother. . . and her. . . a newly born baby. . . and we were breastfeeding. . .and we were at the beginning of a beautiful journey that I never could have imagined. And I was born. . .


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Blog Carnival

This year’s blog carnival will be handled in this manner: it will run from July 16- 31, we have 16 GUEST bloggers, they will post on the main site each day at the Breastfeeding Cafe, if you would also like to post on this topic you can post a link to your blog in the comments section of said post.


 Blog Carnival Topics:

There are many customs around the world that bond mother and child, none so much as the bond of breastfeeding. In all ages past, breastfeeding has been the norm and we can look to points in history when things changed, even seeing WHY there has been a shift away from breastfeeding, which was never the initial intent. This year’s Breastfeeding Cafe theme is “Breastfeeding Time Machine: Age Old Wisdom to feed the future.” We can look to many other cultures and our own, to see the effects of this age old wisdom, and a return to “how things once were.” Our topics will be focused on this theme as it relates to our culture, other cultures around the world with regards to birth practices, baby wearing, nursing in public, weaning ages/stories, our own experience as breastfed (or not) infants/children, what we’ve learned from mothers before us, what we are teaching those we influence in our lives, how our own wisdom through nursing has changed from one child to the next, how night time parenting effects breastfeeding, and how breastfeeding has helped you to make choices about your family’s values surrounding parenting, which could even include decisions about work, school, nutrition, etc. Thank you for participating! I would also LOVE to see some of us talking to our own mothers/grandmothers, older women around us, to get perspective on this “age old wisdom.”

July 16th: Share your birth experience and how you feel it shaped your first breastfeeding experience, or experiences with each child. Talk with your mother or grandmother, and hear other birth stories (share them too).

 July 17th: What was your first nursing in public experience? How did this shape your view of breastfeeding and your breastfeeding relationship with your child? Did your mother or grandmother have the same types of experiences?

July 18th: Wordless Wednesday Nursing Photos PLEASE be sure to include photos of your grandmothers or mothers nursing, if you have them!

July 19th: Babywearing is common in many parts of the world and has been for centuries. Do you wear your baby? Why? Have you found it has an effect on your breastfeeding relationship? Did someone else suggest you wear your baby? Did you observe babywearing before becoming a mother? Did your mother or grandmother ever practice baby wearing?

July 20th: Night Time parenting is a big part of breastfeeding, especially in the early months (and continuing for years sometimes). What does sleep look like in your family? Did you have a similar sleeping arrangement with your own parents? What were your feelings surrounding safety and security at night while growing up? Were there people in your life who encouraged you to choose your sleeping arrangement?

 July 21st: Weaning is such a personal choice for each family. In many cultures around the world, children are allowed to choose the time of their weaning, which can be up to 7 or 8 years old. Did you nurse into toddler or childhood yourself? If weaning has or is taking place with your child, what does it look like? Did you expect this?

July 22nd: Were you breastfed as a child? What about your mother?  What obstacles did your mother/grandmother face? What was the public opinions? Family opinion? Factors for not breastfeeding, if this was the case? What was the medical opinion at the time? How long was “normal?” Did your mother or grandmother influence you to breastfeed your own child/ren

July 23rd: Wisdom may be passed down to us from prior generations or just from friends who have already been there. Did you receive any “sage” wisdom from a mother in your life, prior to becoming one yourself? Not all people are so bold as to share their wisdom, what INFLUENCES in your life lead to your decision to breastfeed your child/ren? Was breastfeeding something you saw in your family? What were your feelings about breastfeeding before nursing your own babies?

July 24th: Male perspective day: Talk with (or ask him as a guest blogger) your partner, your father (or ask your mother what your father thought), or another man who has experience with observing breastfeeding (at close range) and get his perspective on social pressures, wisdom, feelings about breastfeeding before becoming a father, what he’s learned, importance of breastfeeding for his family, etc.

 July 25th: Wordless Wednesday Baby Wearing 

 July 26th: We all knew EXACTLY what type of mother we’d be before we became one, right? How has becoming a mother changed your views of motherhood? Have you made different decisions about your family values? About duration of your nursing relationship? Your sleeping situation? School? Work? Nutrition?

July 27th: We all know someone who feels like no one ever “warned” them what life would be like during pregnancy, birth, breastfeeding, early weeks of sleeplessness, toddlerhood, etc. What parenting and breastfeeding wisdom have you shared?

July 28th: Why is breastfeeding Important to YOU and your family?

July 29th: Have you nursed in special circumstances? Did you feel supported or like you were paving your own path? If your circumstance included a lot of medical procedures and staff, did you get interesting, strange or just BAD advice from medical staff? Family members? Or did you have support? Where would you encourage moms to go if they were in a similar situation?

July 30th: If you have more than one child, how have you become wiser :)? How did your first nursing experience shape your thoughts, ideas, plans, views, etc for your future nursing experiences?

July 31st: Prior Generation Day: interview someone, or ask someone to guest blog on your own blog today, who breastfed a child in a generation prior to yours and share their story (you can change names to protect the innocent). Find out about the medical opinions, cultural opinion, family opinion, social views of the time and especially how THAT mother felt about breastfeeding her baby!

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Laurel’s Birth Experience and Breastfeeding

Welcome to The Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival!

This post was written as part of The Breastfeeding Cafe’s Carnival. For more info on the Breastfeeding Cafe, go to For more info on the Carnival or if you want to participate, contact Claire at clindstrom2 {at} gmail {dot} com. Today’s post is about birth experiences and breastfeeding. Please read the other blogs in today’s carnival listed below and check back for more posts July 18th through the 31st! 


I had it all planned.

I was going to deliver naturally no…matter…what.  No excuses!

It’s not like I had pressure or anything.

One teeny tiny fact kept crawling into my mind…

All the women in my family have had natural births.

But whatever…

I wanted a natural birth, as that is what has been modeled for me in my family.  From the women in my family, I received support, energy, and invaluable education from their stories and their experiences.  I read books – oh, how I read so many books – and as I read each on different natural birthing practices, I felt invigorated, powerful, and maybe for the first time in my life, I truly felt beautiful, strong, and womanly.  I didn’t “fear” the birth of my daughter, my first child.  I was excited.  I was emotional.  I was proud.

My husband listened patiently as I relayed all of the wonderful information to him on natural births.  He was supportive, and we were excited to NOT use medication for the delivery of our baby girl.

I watched, daunted, as most of my friends started asking for epidurals 3 months before they were due to have their babies.  I knew that I wanted to feel the birth experience, not be numbed up throughout it.  I knew I could handle a natural birth.  I’ve been told I have a high tolerance for pain, and I believed it!  Living with Rheumatoid Arthritis for [at the time] 7 years, I was used to pain.  Heck, my pregnancy was painful.  Not like other pregnancies where the women are complaining about how “big” they felt or that they were “kinda” sick, but painful as in “I don’t know how I am physically going to get my butt out of bed and work a full day at my job because I can’t even move and my knees are so swollen they look like cantaloupes, but maybe an hour-long bath (which I can barely get in-and-out of) might do the trick.”  Few understood, and frankly, I didn’t expect them to.  Most of my co-workers at the time didn’t even know I had RA, so I hid it pretty darn well for 7+ years.  I didn’t want sympathy from those that would brush off my pain as regular pregnancy symptoms.  In my heart, I knew very well that this pregnancy could be my one and only – my first and last all together.  To already know and feel that is very powerful.  I wanted to enjoy it, relish in the glow, and bond with my baby as much as I could.  Even though the pain was unbearable at times, I feel that I was very happy during my pregnancy.  I didn’t take for granted the experience, and I was looking forward to the birth, rather than “dreading it” as some of my peers so eloquently put it.

I had my hospital bag packed a month before my due-date.  I carried my camera in my purse all the time, just in case!  At work, I was working like a maniac to get everything completed before my impending maternity leave.  I was tying up loose ends, as they say, as I didn’t plan to return to work, although I hadn’t let my intentions be known at that time.

The morning of January 7th, I had one of my weekly doctor’s appointments.  I wasn’t feeling all that great – thought it was the pork chop from dinner the night before that didn’t sit well with me – and almost cancelled my appointment so I could just get more work done and not have to go anywhere.  Glad I didn’t cancel.  My mom picked me up from work on that frigid morning (my husband had a meeting, and we decided he didn’t need to come to the appointment, as they were pretty standard at that point).  We sat and chatted in the waiting room until I heard my name being called.  My mom came back with me.  The nurse took my vitals, and got a very concerned look on her face.  Mind you, everything had been s.t.a.n.d.a.r.d up until now, so this was frightening.  My blood pressure was quite high for me (I have very low blood pressure normally).  The nurse excused herself, and the next thing I knew, my wonderful, fun, energetic OB/GYN, who is usually found to have a bright smile on her face, flew in the room looking a bit panicked and harried.  She started talking to me about the ramification of high blood pressure at 38 weeks, and all of a sudden I heard the word “induction.”  I must have zoned out a bit before then, as I thought she would just send me on my merry way and tell me to take it easy – come back next week – yadda yadda.  When I heard “induction” I snapped to at full attention, and nearly burst into tears.  Not the way this was supposed to happen!  Not to me.  Not to MY baby.

The doctor told me she wanted me to be admitted to the hospital and have the induction, but first they would put me on a magnesium drip (used because one of the side effects of high blood pressure is seizures).  Oh great!  The news just kept getting better.

All I could think was THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!  I know I wasn’t too early, but I thought I had another 2 weeks, at least, and I wanted that beautiful, natural birth I had been dreaming about.  Some of my friends would have probably given a kidney or their right arm for having a doctor want to induce 2 weeks early, but I was heartbroken. Plain and simple.

My husband rushed to the hospital, after I called him in a bit of a frenzy, interrupting his lunch (and as a side note, when I finally returned home after having our daughter, I was unpacking his lunchbox one day and found a cookie with ONE bite out of it…he said that he had just taken that bite when his co-worked ran down and said he was wanted [by me] on the phone and I sounded a bit nervous), and it was a great relief to have both my mom and husband with me.  I was admitted, and I was induced.

12 hours later, after an epidural, 5 bags of liquid dripping simultaneously into me from various IV’s, and 2 shifts of nurses later, I gave birth to the most beautiful girl in the whole world.  My epidural had worn off, so I was able to feel the birth, and I watched myself pushing her into the world with a mirror that a kind nurse was holding!  Most amazing experience of my entire life.  Nothing will ever compare, nor do I want it to!

About an hour after the birth, I started to feel some huge pains again, but this time they were MUCH worse…I was confused (was I having another child? What was going on?), alone (my husband was with our baby in the nursery getting bathed, measured, etc.) and I was in such pain I couldn’t even push the button for the nurse.  Finally someone heard my shrieks (which was unfortunate, as I never yelled or even raised my voice during the actual birth), and doctors, residents, and nurses flooded into my room.  I tried to explain the pain in between my heavy breathing, but it was hard – real hard.  I finally said it felt like I was going to give birth to a bowling ball, and the on-call doctor said he had heard someone else explain something like this before.  I was whisked off to the OR, where I was informed that I had a blood clot the size of a bowling ball (ironic, right?) behind my stitches, which is why no one saw or could feel anything.  They removed it, and I was sent to recovery while my husband tended to our daughter.

It was HOURS before the hospital staff allowed me to hold my daughter.  I felt fine, but couldn’t figure out why I wasn’t allowed to see her, to hold her and comfort her.  Finally, a kind nurse brought me my baby, and I held her and cried, and cried, and cried.  It was such an overwhelming experience for all of us.  I was just glad to have her in my arms.  My husband and I named her in the recovery room.  I will never forget that day.

After settling into my room in the maternity ward, I wanted to nurse my daughter.  She was pretty sleepy, but I was able to arouse her, and she started breastfeeding, albeit with some prompting.  I had the help of a great nurse, and a lactation nurse, as well, whom they called the “baby whisperer” because she really did have a way of getting our daughter to breastfeed.

Home a few days later, I was able to continue to nurse her on-demand, which seemed to me the only logical way.  I was keeping track of how frequently she was nursing, and once in a 24-hour period of time, she nursed 22 times.  I was exhausted, but I loved it!  Our nursing time was healing for me and for our family.  I was able to spend a good portion of my days holding, comforting and feeding our daughter!  Although I didn’t get my “natural birth” by any stretch of the imagination, I was blessed with a healthy, happy baby, whose need to suck was strong from the beginning, and who knew what she wanted, when she wanted it.  My “baby” is now a very active, attentive, caring two-and-a-half who continues to nurse multiple times per day.

If this is my one and only shot at motherhood, I feel thankful that I have had this breastfeeding relationship with my daughter.  Nursing gets us through good days, bad days, boo boo’s, illness, toddler eating habits (or lack thereof) and stress.  Nursing has been a lifesaver, a time-saver, a lifestyle blessing, and a wonderful addition to my husband’s and my relationship.  If I get another shot at motherhood, I know what I want, but I also know that plans don’t always work out the way you want them to.  The un-natural birth of my daughter at first brought me guilt, but come on – don’t we have enough guilt in our lives?  My daughter still knows what she wants, when she wants, and I suspect she will continue to have those characteristics well into adulthood!

Being able to watch her run in our backyard, say “I love you, mommy” with a huge smile on her face, say “thanks” to the librarian and smell our flowers…those are the moments I want to focus on for the rest of my life.

Thank goodness for the healing powers of breastfeeding!


 Here are more posts by the Breastfeeding Cafe Carnival participants! Check back because more will be added throughout the day.


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Birth Prep & Photographing Baby

“How to Protect Breastfeeding at Birth” meets from 10 – 11 am in the Cafe.  Get some great tips from a certified childbirth educator from the University of Utah, Utah’s first and only Baby Friendly hospital.  Are you familiar with the 10 Steps to Successful Breastfeeding?  Even if your birth center or hospital isn’t “Baby Friendly,” you can make your birth baby friendly with a little care and planning.

Local photographer Alisha Stamper is offering a workshop for new parents, “How to Get Better Photographs of Your Baby.” Meet in the Cafe from 11 am until 12 noon.  Bring your camera — and your baby!  Expectant parents and grandparents also welcome — there will be babies on hand to practice with if you are still “expecting!”


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Natural Childbirth & Baby Signs

Pearl Midwifery is in the Cafe from 10 – 11 am to leave a conversation on Natural Childbirth.  Come chat about pregnancy and childbirth, with women who care as much as you do about welcoming your baby in a gentle, nurturing environment.

welcome_s2m2From 4 – 5 pm, have fun with your baby learning to sign.  Sign 2 Me uses standard American Sign Language (ASL) to introduce babies and their families to easy ways to communicate in the busy days before other language.  Join us for Baby Signs that everyone understands!

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Reading Circle, Hot Topics, & RD




Time for

Reading Circle!

Come to the Cafe with your little listeners for some wonderful picture books about toddler priorities — babies and nursing and staying close to Mom and Dad.  Discover new books and old favorites that illustrate moments of everyday importance in your family’s life.  Wouldn’t your budding reader love a story about nursing and cuddling?  Reading Circle will take place 11-11:30 am in the Cafe, along with the rest of today’s events.

Local family practice physician, Jay Moreland MD IBCLC, visits from 2 – 3 pm to chat about Hot Topics in breastfeeding.  What’s the buzz in lactation circles?  Come find out, and feel free to bring a few hot topics of your own!  (Have you seen the press this week on the  new research indicating breastfeeding protects women with a family history of breast cancer?  Check it out here and come to the Cafe to chat about the many ways breastfeeding protects your family!)

And since it’s Wednesday, we will have a registered dietitian on tap from 3- 5 pm.  Keep those questions coming!

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What’s in Your Birth Plan?!

BFI2In the Cafe this morning, from 10 – 11 am, we will discuss “How to Protect Breastfeeding at Birth.” Whether you are expecting for the first time, or are an experienced mom, there is always something new to consider.  Come discuss ways your upcoming birth can help you and your baby to breastfeed as simply and happily as possible.  Little details can make all the difference!

Motherhood1Our presenter this morning is a certified childbirth educator from the University of Utah Medical Center.  “The U” is Utah’s first and only hospital to be certified as Baby Friendly.  The Baby Friendly Hospital Initiative (BFHI) is an international movement to support breastfeeding, right when it starts — at birth.  Learn more about the 10 Steps to Successful Breastfeeding and Baby Friendly USA with the links provided — learn how to make your birth “Baby Friendly” in our workshop this morning!

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LLL & Natural Childbirth

home_pictureLa Leche League of Salt Lake City will meet this morning from 10 until 11:30 am to discuss “The Mother Baby Dance.” What is La Leche League?  Come find out!  LLL is the 10th Step in our community, a network of breastfeeding mothers, a breastfeeding resource from conception through weaning.  This morning’s topic will address the ways mothers and babies lead one another in the breastfeeding relationship, that timeless dance of mother and child.  Come join the conversation in Room A on the lower level (take the atrium stairs across from the Cafe).

Expecting a baby?  Love to learn more about about normal, natural birth?  Cathy Larson of  Pearl Midwifery will visit the Cafe from 3 – 4 pm for a discussion of Natural Childbirth.

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Birth Prep, Baby Photos, & RD

Expecting a baby?  Please join us from 10 – 11 am for a discussion of Birth Practices, offered by a certified childbirth educator from the University of Utah Medical Center.

IMG_8179bwTimbra Wiist of Landslide Photography will offer a workshop on Photographing Your Baby today from 12 noon until 1pm.  Take a look at some of Timbra’s work at her project site, Bellies and Beyond: “the journey of motherhood.” This a great session for moms, dads, grandparents and favorite aunts!  Bring your camera — and your favorite photographic subject.  Babies can be any age, awake or asleep!

While you’re here, enjoy the photographs on display and consider adding one of your own.  Landslide Photography is hosting a friendly competition of nursing photos throughout this year’s Breastfeeding Cafe.  Bring in your own snapshots and portraits of nursing babes and tots to enter — we want to see everyday shots of nursing families.  If your entry is selected you will receive a Alani 2 xphoto session with Timbra.  Your entry should be a breastfeeding photo but the photo session could be with family, your expectant belly, maybe a sitting with sisters or your own mother.  Perhaps you have a sentimental photo of your own nursing days to share!

Good nutrition begins with breastfeeding but doesn’t end there!  Please join us from 4-5 pm when we will have a registered dietitian (RD) on hand to answer questions on nutrition.  Taking care of mother and child is always a concern, but feel free to ask questions about diet at any age.   Throughout the month we will have a registered dietitian at the ready every Wednesday afternoon.  Ask an RD!

Today’s events are all  in the Cafe so drop in and join the conversation!

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Filed under Birth, Nutrition, Photography, Registered Dietitian