In the spring of 2012 when my first son was born, I traded my high heels and skirts in for jeans and Toms and I started my new life as a stay at home mom. It was a hard transition, my son had horrible reflux and colic and I spent my days wondering why people were obsessed with their babies. I longed for my old career, my old diet, and wondered when I’d be able to breath again. Then it happened, my son started sitting up, the reflux dissipated, and this amazing little happy soul started to shine through. His colic went away, I could have a glass of wine, leave him for a few hours without the fear of someone loosing his or her mind, and I started to feel like the luckiest woman on the planet.

 

Breastfeeding was our survival mechanism for those first seven months. It was the only way he would sleep and I would get a break from the screaming. I knew it somewhat perpetuated the problem because he constantly had liquid in his belly, but it was how we coped and it was how we connected. There were very few smiles or coos those first seven months. I needed something. Sometimes he would latch on, and we’d look at each other, both with tears in our eyes, and I knew we were telling each other that it would get better. And it did.

 

When Nathan was ten months old, my partner and I caught the first egg, and we became pregnant again. Nathan was still nursing a few times a day and continued throughout my pregnancy. It didn’t feel great, but it was “our thing” and it still is. Nathan will be two next month and shares my milk supply with his little brother.

 

For the past two years I have become frustrated with the options in clothing for nursing moms. Feeding my babies has come well before fashion and many days I feel like my boobs are falling out of my tank top. There are great  clothing options out there, but spending upwards of fifty dollars on a dress or shirt that I know will get dirty at some point during the day doesn’t make much sense to me. I don’t want to have to worry about my clothes. There is still pink paint on my kitchen floor from Valentines Day. The last thing that I want to worry about is getting that same pink pain on a $50 shirt. That’s why I’ver really focused on creating “play clothes” for nursing moms. Think about the cotton clothes that you look forward to wearing everyday- the tunic you throw on with leggings to walk the kids to the bus stop or the tee you throw on as soon as your work clothes are off in the evening- now imagine being able to breastfeed in it without having to stretch the collar or pull the entire thing up. My main focus is comfort and setting prices at a point where you won’t be crying along side you child when the third diaper blow out of the day happens all over you expensive dress . Nursing clothes aren’t essential, but they can make the daily life of a breastfeeding mom a whole lot easier.

Thanks for being a part of this journey! I have no idea where it will take us, but I’m pretty sure it’s going to be a fun ride!