The hardest week of being a mom thus far has been this last week. It wasn't the emergency c-section or my husband being gone the first 3 months of our sons life or moving 3000 miles away from everyone I knew. All that I could handle and have. But boy let me tell you..that nursing strike brought me to my knees. Guilt was in full swing and all the bad mom thoughts were literally choking me. Everything I tried didn't work. 7 straight days of my son screaming whenever he even saw my boob was torture. I'm not one of those moms that has her heart set of a specific time frame to nurse her baby or exclusive nursing but I didn't want this to be the last note we ended on when it came to our nursing relationship. I needed probably more than my son for a positive ending to breastfeeding. But thankfully 7 days exactly and he decided that he wasn't quite done and maybe he would give it another go. I write this for all the other moms going through the same thing. Don't give up and know the guilt can be real and it's OK to admit it. Oh...and it seemed to be the key for my son....if not else is working...sit half naked in bed with your baby. Sit them up if you can and let them see and touch your nipple. As soon as my son did that he was latched on like this last week hasn't even happened.