Before I became a mom, I was blissfully unaware of how breastfeeding worked and what it required. My exposure to it was pretty much limited to being in the room with nursing friends, but even that wasn't super helpful since I spent most of the time trying not to stare. As you can imagine, this experience wasn't informative. It's not that I assumed it would be easy, it's just that I was hopeful. Looking back, though, there were a lot of things that I'm glad I didn't know about breastfeeding before I started, because if I had it probably would've changed my approach and who knows how that would have gone, right? I had enough trouble in the beginning, so I can only assume that overthinking probably wouldn't have helped.
My own breastfeeding experience matches many of my friends' in that it was way, way harder than I expected it to be. Ultimately, my son and I managed to figure it out, it just took us a few weeks and a whole lot of fortitude and patience. In hindsight, I know a few weeks doesn't sound that long, but please trust me when I say they felt like centuries. You know how dog years are supposed to equal something like seven human years? I think every day with a newborn that has a tongue tie equals 84 million human years.
On that note, here's a few more things I learned the hard way: