Breastfeeding Stories Novels & Stories

She was shocked with her milk supply, and how she isn't gaining weight from the food she needed to eat to sustain her supply( she’s not gaining weight because she's breastfeeding) She was like a lactating faucet, milk always dribbling out of her. Her mates had started drinking out of her in the mornings before she woke up to reduce her leaking of milk and to keep her chest from always being sore , also because they just wanted to have her in their mouths. “I'm finally starting to feel like myself,” she said after a full month had passed. “That’s good, you're moving around a lot more too,” Leo smiled. “More energy for our alone time,” the omega said suggestively, hoping to get the hint across

I didn't even hear a knock. "As Kene sucked it out?" she asked, bending down to pick one of the triplets from their cots. I immediately gripped the edge of the bed sheet, as I turned red in embarrassment. "Suck what?" he asked, probing his head up with his arm, while staring at me. My body was still new to breastfeeding, they were becoming more hard, full , heavy and sore. My mother-in-law made me know that as the babies kept feeding my body will learn to make just the right amount of milk. Then my breasts will soften up and feel more comfortable.

She cradles our daughter close, helping the hungry little pup latch on as she begins to breastfeed. Watching her feed our baby fills my chest with a wave of emotion so violent it leaves me breathless. I adjust the blanket over them, my large hand lingering on Celine's waist, rubbing slow, comforting circles. We hold each other through the long, quiet hours of the night, trapped in our own perfect bubble of new parenthood.

So, she quickly put on a bright smile and hugged me. She praised, "Look at you! This is such an improvement. You used to endure everything in silence. But now, you surprised everyone by fighting back so bravely." The baby said proudly from my belly, "Thanks to me, Mommy is finally able to leave that scumbag dad behind!" I couldn't help but laugh. "Stop teasing me. It's all thanks to my baby that I finally found the courage to fight back." At the mention of the child, Amelie's expression turned slightly uneasy.

SUMMARY: With innocent intentions, Josh offers to help his mother relieve pressure from her swollen breasts after his newborn sister stops drinking from her. See how the two of them deal with the unexpected reactions their bodies have. This is a multi-POV story, switching back and forth between Josh and his mom, Jenni. Note that there are many scenes involving breast milk. All characters in this story are 18 or older. Enjoy.. **** [[1 ~ Jenni]]

” Celine asked the nurse naively. The nurse smiled and said. “You will have to breastfeed them ma'am ,then we will also feed them with the bottle.” “Oh,”Celine said,feeling embarrassed,because she couldn't understand what to do as a mother. The nurse dropped the baby on the bed and helped her clean her nipple's with a wipe,then she put the baby Celine was carrying on her breast.Celine felt a little pain as her baby grabbed the nipples to suck. She smiled as she looked at the baby's head and was very proud as a mother.

“Stop. We’re best friends. Always.” The baby in my arms started to fuss, her little face scrunching as her fists waved. “Hey, sweetheart,” I whispered, rocking her gently. “It’s okay. Mommy’s here.” Lena, one of the nannies, looked over. “Try nursing her, Ms. Brown,” she said softly. “It might not be hunger, she just wants you close.” I nodded and adjusted my top, helping the baby latch on my breast. She suckled quickly. The familiar ache hit, but it was soothing too; it was a reminder of everything my body had gone through.

"You know Vincent, I never could've guessed you, of all people, would become the husband of the year." Vincent rolls his eyes. "I will pretend like that was not an insult." ~-~ The next day, I pace the living room, gnawing on my lower lip as Vincent opens the door to welcome Nurse Amy. She has kind eyes and a smile that seems to say she'd seen it all and had a trick or two up her sleeve for every scenario. I sure hope she does! "Breastfeeding isn't always straightforward," she explains as we gather around Bryce, who is now wide-eyed and curious about the new visitor. "It's completely normal for there to be some difficulties in the beginning."

Bad choice after bad choice. My son yawns and then grasps my nipple again, causing me to inhale sharply. Shelby and I researched breastfeeding on the Internet and discovered the discomfort is common. Time will cure the problem and Shelby promised to bring home some breast cream today. I’ll survive and be thankful for the opportunity to feed my son. His beautiful eyes flutter and he grins, in his perfect little newborn way, around my nipple. How do you express something greater than love? I don’t think you can.

Why does this little princess accept a breast that doesn't pump out milk instead of her bottle? Lena smiled seeing the look on Whitney's face, brought out her phone, and opened the G****e app on it. Then she showed Whitney some research. “See, here it says if you keep on breastfeeding a baby that is not yours and you haven't given birth before, it will stimulate the breast milk out,” she explained carefully. Whitney looked even more amazed with the info. [Actually, I g****e-searched it today before writing it down so I can make sure I'm not giving you guys a wrong fact.]