When I was pregnant, I thought breastfeeding would be the most intuitive thing imaginable. My body would just know what to do, right? I always thought (seeing women breastfeed) it would be so beautiful and natural. I couldn't wait for that experience. But I had to wait a lot longer than I imagined when I was starting out.

In some ways, getting into nursing was just as hard for me as labor. Moving out resistance and into the flow. Plus, it hurt!

What kept me going when the going got excruciatingly uncomfortable?