The F Word

While you do have to worry about the real "F" word

when you have kids, I think most parents, (moms especially)

will understand that the F word I'm really referring to here is...

FORMULA.

Holy crap - what a bad word that remains to be

in mom circles. (Which is one of the myriad of reasons

I have yet to join a "mom circle").

The pure torture that was breast feeding at the beginning

of my life as a mother was *brutal*.

As soon as I popped out the baby,

literally a 1/2 hour later nurses were grabbing at me,

forcing my sweet new son to attempt to "latch",

giving me absolutely no control over my own body,

and making my son scream and cry.

(Or maybe that was me?)

Fast forward 5 days later, and I was a very content

breast feeding mom.  I actually really enjoyed

breast feeding, as it was rather easy once

my body started acting more like a cow.

However - my son didn't really gain any weight.

And I hated breast feeding in public, or around anyone really.

It was kind of stressful, and after 3 months of the ol' breasticles,

my body decided it had had enough and we were left

with formula as the only option to nourish the boy.

Oh. Em. Gee.

Formula is amazing!

Get this - I'm not chained to my baby anymore! YAYYYY!

My husband can feed him - everyone can feed him!

He gained lots of weight, continues to be extraordinarily happy,

and doesn't seem to be suffering any brain damage or

death due to formula (which, is like, totally a thing. EYE ROLL.)

Something I've learned - 

don't let other people dictate how you will raise your child!

Breast feeding is ah-maz-ing. 

So is formula!

Do what is RIGHT FOR YOU and YOUR baby.

Now, I'm off to pour myself a glass of cab/merlot

while my son formula feeds like a champ.

Success!

xo Blond Momshell