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Dairy-free living

It has been 3 months now since I’ve been dairy-free. My infant son has a cow’s milk protein allergy (CMPA) and because I am committed to nursing him, I have cut all dairy out of my diet. It was hard at first, but I can say that my cravings have significantly subsided now. That’s pretty amazing since I was a huge dairy consumer — milk, cottage cheese, cream cheese, yogurt, and hard cheeses. Yes, cheese has been the most difficult item to go without. There’s just no substitute close to smoked gouda. Mmm. At any rate, I wanted to share some dairy-free resource for anyone else who might be in the same boat. I hope you find them useful. I also plagodairyfreen to share dairy-free recipes this month. Stay tuned.

Informative Websites
Go Dairy Free
No Milk
Whole Foods Market

Blogs
The Spunky Coconut
Avoiding Milk Protein
The Milk Free Life
Ashley’s Dairy-free cooking

Books
Go Dairy Free
The Milk-Free Kitchen: Living Well Without Dairy Products
Levana Cooks Dairy-Free

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How’s My Latch?

Blake nursing

Blake nursing

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Breastfeeding Baby #2

Nursing our first child didn’t exactly start out easy. He had a double short frenulum. Because of that, he couldn’t extend his tongue over his gum line and he therefore “chomped” on me. I was cracked and bloody and cried every time. When he was 3 weeks old, Amber (my dear friend and one of our authors) checked out his latch again and recognized the short frenulum — her son had one too. She suggested that we have it checked out by an oral surgeon. We did so and that morning, his frenulum was clipped. That was the beginning of a wonderful 16 month breastfeeding relationship between my son and I.

I expected nursing to go somewhat easier this time. For the most part, it has. No cracked and bleeding nipples. No crying. I have had our share of rough nights, sore nipples, and poor latches, but I can’t complain. I don’t have intense pain like the first time. Now, beside the joy of providing nourishment to our son and the joy of just plain nursing him, in the fullness of the word “nurse,” I have found an adorable breastfeeding partner — our oldest child. Yes, the one that had the double short frenulum. He climbed up onto the couch, said, “nurse Elmo,” and that’s exactly what he did — nurse his baby! What a privilege we have as moms to NURSE our babies. It’s even better when our older children immitate us because they think it’s pretty special too.

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