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Written by Alaina Brown, and adapted from Facebook. You can see (and like!) the original post here.
I’m sharing my story, not for sympathy but to bring awareness to a topic that was never shared with me. Something I had heard of, but knew little about. Among all the advice and personal stories moms had shared with me, it was a subject no one touched. It is something I wish I would have been more educated on going into my pregnancy. Continue reading
This story is an excerpt from KayLee of The Happily Average Blog, a mother who bottle fed her
daughter and breastfed her son after birth. You can read the full story here.
When I had my daughter it was three days after my eighteenth birthday . I WAS A BABY having a baby. I was very inexperienced, obviously.
My Lilah was born three weeks early, after a complicated pregnancy . She was small, and from the very get-go I wasn’t producing milk. I mean nothing, not even a little. My body just didn’t kick into gear to feed my baby.
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This article originally appeared on Jamie Quitain-Good’s blog The Starfish Diaries, in August 2013. It is reproduced here with her permission.
At the hospital
We were expecting Bradley Boy to come out anytime between Christmas and New Year that year, but God knew how much we wanted to hold and kiss him so He sent him out a little early. One month early – he was born at 36 weeks and 5 days. And between the house moving (which by the way coincided perfectly with my nesting!) and planning for his arrival, thinking I still had a month to prepare, we were absolutely not ready when he came out.
His clothes were not washed. His crib and car seat were not out. My hospital bag wasn’t ready. I thought I still had a month to get all those done. Everything else was not ready, but I knew there was one thing I was ready for. One thing I dreamed about night and day, one thing I talked to my husband incessantly about, one thing I knew I would do no matter what. I would give him the best and nothing less. I would BREASTFEED.
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The following mother’s story was posted on the Facebook group “Reporting Negligence Resulting in Infant Starvation.” It was written by Megan Jackson, who gave us permission to reproduce it on FedIsBest.org. You can view the original post here.
After experiencing firsthand the nightmare that breastfeeding can be, I had all but decided to skip trying to nurse my second child and go straight to formula and a bottle. Somehow, by the time he was born, the pressure to try again was already so strong that I was absolutely determined he would be exclusively breastfed.
Owen is the product of a typical vaginal delivery, born healthy at an average 7 pounds 9 ounces. We were released from the hospital after 24 hours and I was thrilled to get home to my 2 year old little girl as a family of four.
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We found a gem of a slideshow over on The Stir at Cafe Mom, called Judge Less: Fed Is Best? Continue reading
