I nursed my daughter for 10.5 months.
The American Academy of Pediatrics would say that I didn’t breastfeed long enough.
An average French mother would think I was insane for nursing for such a long time.
You know what? The method that I chose to feed my baby was neither of their business.
I had difficulty breastfeeding.
It hurt longer than I was told it would. Clogged ducts are no joke. I’m grateful I never got mastitis.
But most of all, I didn’t expect to have a supply problem.
I exclusively breastfed for 3 months. In that time, my daughter went from the 28th percentile for weight to the 2nd.
And yes, I drank TONS of water. Yes, I ate lactation cookies (and they were DELICIOUS, but did nothing to help my supply). Yes, I drank Mother’s Milk tea. Yes, I tried all the things. But nothing worked.
It was obvious that my newborn was constantly hungry and sometimes wanted to eat every half hour. In between feedings, I also tried to pump (supplement with breastmilk, say all the experts!) and the results were always discouraging. There was never any extra to save for later.
At my daughter’s 3 month check up, her pediatrician gently broke the news that she was undernourished. He suggested supplementing with formula. And he was a huge breastfeeding advocate (and good friend) so I knew his advice came from a place of loving concern for my daughter.
I started supplementing with formula and my daughter’s weight immediately jumped up the chart.
Formula was a blessing.
In my daughter’s case, she needed the additional calories from formula to grow. We found that supplementing with formula was what was right for US.
But that doesn’t mean it will be right for you and your baby.
Your baby may thrive with exclusive breastfeeding.
You may supplement with breastmilk or formula.
You might use formula from the start for a variety of reasons.
Guess what: it’s all good.
The choices that you make as a parent are yours.
New parents are inundated with decisions, and it goes far beyond feeding. Go on any new parent Facebook group and you will see parents battling each other over issues like co-sleeping, sleep training, first foods, screen time, and more.
But these decisions are yours to make. As long as your baby is loved, cared for, and safe, you are doing it right. You automatically made the right decision (and there is not just one right one.)
My daughter is now a healthy, thriving toddler, right smack in the middle of where she should be in height and weight. She constantly surprises me with what she is learning. Most recently, she chimes in with “E-I-O” when we sing Old MacDonald. Formula didn’t make her fat, or stupid, or cause her to be less emotionally attached to me – she runs to me just to give me a hug at least once a day.
What formula did do is help my daughter grow. It’s that simple.
Formula gave us peace of mind.
We gave our daughter formula with confidence, knowing that we were doing what we needed to do to ensure she grew and developed appropriately. On a personal level, I felt so much less stress and pressure to produce more, more, more to keep up with her demands. With that stress gone, I became a less anxious, better mom.
My focus went to my daughter, not to my breastmilk.
I was able to quit breastfeeding at 10.5 months so my husband and I could travel for a week without our daughter. I stopped because I wouldn’t be able to nurse during that time and didn’t want to pump. I thought I would miss it; I was sure that if it wasn’t for that trip, I would have nursed until she’s 2. But honestly? I don’t miss it at all.
- I don’t miss wearing only easy access nursing clothes (although Latched Mama is the best in the business for them).
- I don’t miss pumping. At all.
- I don’t miss the scheduling demand… making sure that I was home from a haircut or a church event by a specific time in order to feed the baby.
- I don’t miss planning a single glass of wine around my baby’s next feeding.
I thought I would miss it for the cuddle factor. My daughter and I logged a lot of hours together snuggled up nursing and I thought I would automatically lose that sweet time of connection.
But I didn’t. Even though my toddler would rather run around dumping bins of toys that be held, I still hold her every single day. We still rock in the glider in her nursery as we sing a bedtime song and say our prayers. She still falls asleep on me when she’s really tired. These things will end one day, but quitting breastfeeding didn’t stop them.
The point is this: love those babies. Think through the choices you make for them. But don’t let the choices paralyze you with anxiety or guilt. Breastfed or bottle-fed, cloth-diapered or disposable-diapered, homemade baby food or from the jar, the babies will turn out alright.