Andra Sandberg Consulting
Andra Sandberg Consulting
I recently retired from my hospital position as RN/Lactation Consultant.
I can speak about working as a Lactation Consultant/RN which gave me independence and a personal creative outlet for the last 6 years of my work in a hospital setting. I loved working with new families and their newborns, helping them learn how to breastfeed and bond. This is such an important moment in a family's life, and to be helpful in this situation is a great reward. I was able to include many healing modalities in my work, and valued the relationships with staff and patients.
In order to be an Internationally Board Certified Lactation Consultant (IBCLC) one must have hours of experience before applying for that certification. As I had worked as a Post Partum nurse for 2 decades, I had ample experience helping new mothers breastfeed, before applying for certification. There are lots of conferences about breastfeeding, and attending these would also give you a good idea of the issues IBCLCs deal with.
Here's the first step for high school students
There are volunteer opportunities and school assignments that can be completed in a hospital maternity setting. I worked with a student that joined me for several hours over the course of her term, so she could learn more about what a Lactation Consultant does. This way, one can feel what the environment is like, working in a hospital, and to see if the work still seems interesting. If you are in California studying Spanish helps a lot. Also, imagine yourself as being there already.
"'It's not okay to pursue happiness. If you can't do something right, don't do it at all. Another day shot to pieces.' Mostly my Dad had these themes, mom was quiet."
Going away to nursing school removed me from home as it was a boarding school, in LA. I was not especially smart, but found that if I was persistent, I could achieve my goals. Packing my little Datsun and driving away from home to attend Humboldt State, was finding a different "noise." Through all this, I never felt great about myself. I viewed my education as helping me understand myself more; and as an escape while also finding direction. Serving in the Peace Corps was my best education.
Immigrant parents, blue collar workers, "scrimp and save" was our lifestyle. My sister and I would sometimes hide because of the old car we drove, and we didn't want our friends to see. My dad made soap and wore paper bag hats he made to save money.
Old fashioned parents. Follow the rules. No talking at the dinner table. My sister and I lived in fear of being hit or scorned. We played outside a lot, and my freedom was riding my bike.