19/06/2026
It’s been almost a month since I started exclusively breastfeeding because Asya suddenly refused to drink from a bottle. I don’t know if it’s ni**le confusion or flow preference, but this experience has made me realize just how demanding and beautiful motherhood can be at the same time.
People often say breastfeeding is the cheaper option. And while it may save money, it is far from free. It costs time, energy, sleep, comfort, and sometimes even pieces of yourself.
There are days when I’m hungry because I haven’t had time to eat, thirsty because I forgot to drink water, and exhausted from waking up multiple times throughout the night. It tests my patience, my endurance, and even my mental health.
Breastfeeding is often described as natural, but that doesn’t mean it comes naturally or easily. It asks so much from a mother, day after day, with no breaks and no shortcuts.
And yet, in the middle of the exhaustion, there is something deeply humbling about it.
But every time I see my baby healthy, growing, and gaining weight, my heart feels full. It reminds me that my body is nourishing a little human being. It amazes me that someone so small depends on me so completely.
The truth is, I don’t know how long I’ll be able to keep doing this. Some days I feel strong, and other days I feel overwhelmed. But one thing is certain: I will continue to do my best every single day.
I am not a perfect mother, and I never will be. But every day, I wake up and try again. Every day, I choose to show up for my child, even when it’s hard.
And perhaps that’s what motherhood really is—not perfection, but showing up with love, over and over again.
