For Every Mom That Struggles With Breastfeeding

Forget the look of the perfect mother for a second. When I had my son, he was a booming 7 pounds 2.9 ounces - a very healthy weight for a newborn and I was so excited and thrilled to have been able to deliver him healthily.

The first day at the hospital after delivery he latched right on - as I chose to breastfeed and took pride in being able to breastfeed him. However by the end of the second day, I was exhausted, my breasts felt chapped and sore, and I really wanted to sleep. But I didn't voice that with anyone because that's what motherhood is all about! At least that's the image that I saw growing up. Suck it up Amanda!

But when I took my bundle of love home and he wouldn't even latch onto my breast any longer, I started to get nervous. And I mean really nervous.

By his first appointment, the doctor said that he had dropped 12% of his body weight. I nearly cried in front of her.

I didn't know what to do. So to try and regain control of the situation, I bought a nipple shield and a latcher - as that would surely solve the problem! Nope. Not only did feeding him become incredibly painful but I was becoming increasingly disheartened. I started to "snap" on my husband as he would call it and I didn't want to deal with any of what I was facing.

I feared for my son's safety at this point and I felt that the doctor's were trying to keep me from going completely crazy and kept saying, "Bring him back so that we can weigh him in a few days."

By the end of his 6th day, I just about had it. I broke down in complete tears once the doctor left the office because I just didn't want to feel helpless. I felt like a bad mom and then God spoke into my ear.

He said, "Be still."

And that all too familiar voice comforted me. When I got home, I decided to give my son my complimentary gift pack of formula until I could purchase my own breastpump in the morning.

I didn't really have the money for the breastpump but I preferred to be broke with a healthy son than to be broke with a son that wasn't getting properly nourished.

So I swallowed what ever bit of pride and control that I tried to maintain over the situation and did what I didn't want to do. I fed him the darn formula and when I saw how content he was - something within me clicked.

I realized that it wasn't about me being a bad parent or trying to control everything but that I would have to make some changes in my mind if I was going to step into my destiny and build the life that I see so vividly for my family in "The Perfect Day."

I finally gave up that story of being the same old independent strong Amanda that refused to share how she feels because being distant and closed off could literally hurt my son.

That changed it for me. And so perhaps you are struggling with the first stages of motherhood too.

Maybe you don't have enough money to get your child everything that he or she needs. Maybe you work long hours only to come home and wonder how the heck are you going to manage. Or Perhaps you are at home full-time but you don't have any income coming in from your workplace during your maternity leave.

Well, that's why I encourage you to take a step of faith and punch fear in the face for a second. I would love to speak to you about how you could  start earning your way towards building a life by design where you don't have to think about where your next check is going to come from or how much you will have to hold back for your family or yourself.

I believe in freedom. I believe that my son is worth the tough days right now because I am working towards building our future.

I made a decision that I will never go back to a job as long as I live and that I will retire my husband as I live. Perhaps you have a similar desire to be job-free and stay home with your family. But you don't know how you are going to do it.

And so I invite you to learn more about the opportunity that was presented to me in order to do just that.












This is opportunity knocking on your door.