Yellow Mango Life. I live in Omaha, NE with my husband and our two and a half year old son, Cruz. I work in casino marketing and everything outside of that is fair game to make it on the pages of my ol' blog, specifically our life, our favorite things, little man clothes and anything else that I think will keep your attention.
So I thought I would take a different route on Julie's so very popular Breastfeeding Diaries.
You see, I didn't breastfeed.
Wait a sec. Isn't this a series dedicated to breastfeeding ups and downs, good and bad, wins and losses, you might ask?
And you would be right. It is.
But I also thought it would be interesting to get another perspective. From a mama just like all of you, who chose not to breastfeed.
Let me start off by saying I give tons of props to all of you pretty ladies for making that decision to experience what I can only imagine to be one of the most rewarding, and at times, very difficult parts of raising a child. TONS of props. I think it's a very beautiful thing.
But breastfeeding wasn't for me.
I realize that sounds like a selfish statement. And sometimes I feel extremely selfish for not giving it a try. But when I was pregnant and thought about what role breastfeeding would play in our lives, I just didn't see it working.
You see, I work a lot of hours. (Please know, I realize that many of you do as well.) I also worked quite a bit during my leave and I had to go back to work after 8 weeks. Not only that but my work week is different from a lot of people's in that my place of work never sleeps. We are a 24/7 business and I work my hours "at work" but more often than not, I work every night from home as well. I couldn't figure out where I would fit in pumping regularly when I was always on conference calls, being called to the floor and in meetings. Very rarely do I take a lunch break that doesn't involve a working lunch/meeting.
With my hours and working out of the home, when at the time my husband wasn't, formula feeding allowed him to be able to help with the feedings, particularly middle of the night, so I could get a decent night's sleep when I went back to work.
Not only that, but I had talked with our pediatrician quite a bit about this as well. She was a working mom of new twins who had breastfed, but reassured me that there was formula that had all of the vitamins and nutrients that our little guy needed and that formula-feeding was a completely safe alternative. I had also done quite a bit of research on the matter.
Fortunately Cruz did extremely well on formula.
He had no weight issues, rarely did he spit up after feedings and sucked down his formula like you wouldn't believe.
And we have ourselves an amazingly smart, funny, happy little man on our hands.
Do I regret not trying?
Was I concerned I would lose the mother-baby bond that is a part breastfeeding?
Yes, I did initially - but having gone through it I no longer feel I missed out on it and have an amazing relationship with our guy.
Did I worry - what if it's because I didn't breastfeed? - every time something health-wise happened to my kiddo?
You betcha. It's always on my mind. I think that is just another part of mommy guilt that we all feel at any given time while navigating this craziness that is being a mama.
Do I wonder - somewhat vainly - if the baby weight would've come off easier had I breastfed? (Because it definitely didn't - remember here & here)
Do I regret my decision?
Not at all. In the end the most important thing you can do for your baby is love them and be there for them - and that includes feeding them the way that you choose.
Thank you Julie for letting me share our version on your Breastfeeding Diaries! xo
|Check out Cruz's birth story here.|