Breastfeeding Twins

This is for all of the expectant Mommas out there, shocked that they are carrying twins and searching for more information via-web on breastfeeding twins. The twins, of course, were a bit of a shock for me. I wasn't too overwhelmed with the idea of caring for them, but the breastfeeding of two infants had me a little unsure. 

 I am a routine lady, and all my babies have been on routines, so I knew I wanted to feed them tandem, but I just didn't know how I would manage it. I'm just going to break it down for you based on our experience. I am not going to lie, the first few days were absolutely frustrating. The babies were both in the 5 lb range, very very tiny with tiny little mouths. I had read a lot about nursing preemies and twins and was prepared for the frustration. But after easily nursing three larger babies, it was somewhat disappointing and stressful.

I was actually going to have to work at nourishing my babies. 
The amazing nurses at the hospital knew my goal was to be tandem feeding them by the time I left. They did everything to assist me, including offering an SNS (supplemental nursing system) to help the babies latch on. The SNS is a bottle of pumped milk or colostrum attached to a tiny tube that you place on the nipple. It requires very little work to get the milk to flow out, so a preemie or small baby that tires easily doesn't have to work hard to get fed, but at the same time are learning how to latch on. Of course, the SNS and the tired baby don't encourage much milk to come down, so then you must pump after to demand more milk from your body. 

It was days of pumping and stuffing tiny tubes down itty bitty babies' mouths, while trying to do it in tandem...sound frustrating? It was! However, it's as if the babies knew of the chaos at home and the lack of attention that they would be getting to their feeding needs, because the moment they got home, they latched on and ate efficiently. Whew. 

 I write that to encourage Moms that just because your baby tires while breastfeeding does not mean that you need to supplement with formula... this may be advice that some doctors or nurses give you. There are other ways to meet your tiny baby's nourishment needs! Plus, any bit of supplementation with out pumping is not going to demand milk from your body, leading to more supplementation and less milk. It's a bad road to go down unless you have an exact plan and understand the relationship between supply and demand. 

 I had purchased a twin breastfeeding pillow, but that required a lot of work and a lot of pillow wedging to get the twins adequately placed... in the end, a standard Boppy worked perfectly for positioning them. It also helped to be on a low couch or floor pouf so that my babies were at the correct angle for breastfeeding. Believe it or not, I donated the pillow because I still use the Boppy, even now with their 11 month old bodies!

(breastfeeding the twins at 11 months--in front of a tee pee, naturally!)

My midwife came by to check on the babies after we arrived home and learned that August was not gaining as much as he should have been. Again, I was used to plump, bigger babies who were able to last 2-3 hrs between feedings and gain weight. Well the little guys were a different story. They were so sleepy and I was distracted with the other children, that at times, I would look at the clock and have to wake them at 3 hrs because they slept the entire time. 3 hrs was just too much time. So her and I agreed that I would breastfeed every 1.5hrs until he reached 8lbs. That took weeks. But I watched him gain and that was extremely encouraging.

With raising twins, you read a lot that keeping them on the same routine is extremely beneficial.  I support that statement 100%!  On the days that the babies were opposite, it was stressful, busy, and hard to see the positive in raising twins.  While I did appreciate the one on one time with them, I felt that my entire day revolved around nursing, changing, and caring for them.  I had other children that deserved my love and attention.  I hear that identical twins have an easier time staying on the same routine, and for that I am blessed, because for the most part, they have always managed to be in sync.  Many days I would have to wake one since the other woke up, etc., but it always worked out.

Never once have I questioned if I had enough milk for the babies.  Even when people doubted me or suggested for me to supplement so that they would sleep longer at night... it wasn't an option.  They deserved the best nutrition possible and I wasn't going to change that because I needed a few extra hours of sleep.  They would figure it out, and they did.

This is not to guilt anyone for supplementing twins. I can absolutely understand the stress involved.  I imagined often if they were my first babies at how much I would doubt myself and my body because of fear or unawareness.  I am grateful for them being my 4th & 5th because I was so much more relaxed and confident in my body and in the boys' survival instincts to thrive.

This is simply just to encourage one who may be facing the fear of the unknown... you CAN do it!  Your body is capable.  It is hard. Possibly one of the hardest things I have done in parenting, but the difficult part ends and from there it is nothing but natural and primal.
The body is an amazing thing.  Trust it!  Trust yourself and your goals for your babies!

Feel free to email me with any questions regarding breastfeeding twins.  It's my passion for babies to get the best nutrition possible, so I would love to help!
-jodimockabee at gmail.com-

Dancing

It seems to be that cancer is the common thing around here. Dear dear people have left because of it and a handful of close people currently have it living in their bodies. 

 I'm opinionated and passionate about health, and it's easy to blame such an ugly thing on our culture and habits, but truth is, it's just another form of warfare. The other truth, rarely do you know the exact cause of anything, so why do I try to guess and blame? Instead, be grateful. 

My grandma happens to be one of these dear people. She just found out she is dying. She's 87. She's possibly the most-level headed person on this earth. It's true. Her response to the news was no different than what I would expect her to do... you know what she said? 
 "Don't you even try and pray for healing. Pray for me to be comfortable until I meet Jesus". 
Heard it. Doing it, Grandma. 

 Is it morbid for me to say I am a bit jealous of her? She has lived an amazing life, filled with so much love and care for others. Now, she gets to meet Jesus. She gets to see her three kids that she lost too early in life (including my dad, give him the largest hug and kiss for me, please, Grandma). 

 She gets victory. She is victory, in Jesus. 
 You know what I am grateful for? This little girl, dancing.
 
The Lord had been preparing me for Grandma's news for a few months. I'm not dumb, she's 87, but I knew that my time with her would be limited. About a week before we got the news, I'm looking across the dinner table at this petite thing, housing an un-petite personality with a button nose and a pointy chin. She is the miniature version of my grandma. I told the Lord just how grateful I was that I get a piece of Alva with me every day.