Bump Naturally

Childbirth Education, Doula, Photographer – Omaha, NE


Our 25 Month Breastfeeding Journey

So the day finally came… about 2 weeks ago (July 12th to be exact), Bradley self weaned after 25 months of nursing! I’m proud to have provided the best nourishment for so long and happy that it came to a peaceful and gradual end for both of us.


Nursing my son at 18 months. Photo by Stephanie Lynn Photography

The plan was only to breastfeed for a year but once we reached that milestone, it was clear that he was nowhere ready to be done with his mama milk. I decided to let him take the lead and continue nursing on demand until he decided it was time to be done. I did have a fear in the back of my mind… envisioning nursing my high school senior┬ábecause he never decided to wean lol.

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Why You’ll Never Hear Me Complain

Being a mother isn’t always pretty or easy but it is certainly a privilege. I know this first hand since several friends of mine have or are struggling with infertility. There is not a day that goes by that I am not grateful for my son, Bradley. That being said, of course I am only human and of course there are days or times when I feel overwhelmed and vent to my husband but not once have lost sight of how lucky I am to be his mom.

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A Toddler Nursling

I never imagined nursing my son past a year, but here we are at a year and a half with no end in sight. A part of me is ready to move on from this stage but the other is just cherishing these precious moments of bonding with my toddler.


Nursing my son at 18 months. [Photo by Stephanie Lynne Photography]

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Baths are Overrated

At just over a year old, the time has finally come where Bradley no longer fits into his amazing infant puj tub

While Bradley absolutely loves splishing and splashing in his baby pool on a hot day but put him in a “big boy” bath and he is not a happy camper. The moment I attempt to wash or rinse his hair, he freaks out and slides under the water for a second while we both have heart attacks! I never understood the concept of a bath in the first place… how does soaking in your own diluted filth make you clean? I’ve always felt the need to shower after taking a bath! Continue reading