I honestly have no idea if she’s hungry or not ... and that’s okay.
Sometimes, I think she’s sure to be hungry ... and she’s not.
Other times, I’m sure she can’t possibly be hungry ... and she is.
One thing I’ve learned that has remained the same for each of my three children is that the only way to know my babes have had their hunger satiated is to offer them a nurse anytime I *think* they need it AND every time they ask ... By doing it this way, I take the presumption away and leave it to their body to determine what they NEED.
Take last night for example, I could not have told you before each time my 5 month old latched, whether she was hopping on to *feed* or whether she needed to nurse ... Just when I thought she couldn’t *possibly* be hungry, she woke and fed and fed and fed ...
When she’s slept a few hours solid, I presumed she’d be famished but a few butterfly suckles later and she was back out ... It’s the same by day ...
Some days, my boobs will be bursting because she’s had such a fussy/ distracted day and then she’ll feed, feed, feed for hours
Other days, I have to flat pancakes for boobs because she’s barely made half an hour without latching.
Sometimes, she just needs a sip.
Other times a three course meal.
Sometimes, it’s 5 minutes after her previous nursing session.
Other times, more like 5 hours.
I trust her.
I trust her body.
I trust us.
This is the beauty of not questioning what she needs.
If a boob will settle her, a boob she gets ... whether it be to satiate her hunger, her thirst, her pains, her worries, her stress, her need for connection.
Nursing for whatever reason, is never a bad habit ... simply the biologically normal way to meet pretty much every need my baby has and that is pretty amazing 🤱🏻✨❤️