The Demise of the Boob

Its a bit strange posting this, but it is such a big thing to me that I had to really. Last week, after I was sick for a while, then Woz, and a general grumpiness and tiredness we decided to try Emily with formula. I can't begin to tell you what a big thing emotionally this is for me. Breastfeeding is such a wonderful thing and I would recommend any future mom to try to do it. Not only do you lose weight very quickly (I am skinnier than before I was pregnant by a good few pounds) but you develop the most amazing bond. Don't get me wrong, it is hard work, but I can't explain to you the closeness it brings.

Which is why the whole formula or the 'f' thing I called it (I couldn't bring myself to say it) was so hard to start. For some weird reason I felt like I would lose the bond and that closeness that Emily and I have and that it wouldn't be the same. Rationally though I know the bond is more than just a feeding thing, I know it would still be there. Just making that first step towards eventually not breastfeeding was very scary and emotional.

BUt I have managed it and Em is now getting a bottle of 'non-mommy' milk once a day, but still getting lovely mommy milk the rest of the time. And it is actually a relief. It means there is less pressure on me and if i need to do something or go somewhere Woz can take over, and I can still be happy with the fact that I am still breastfeeding for another few months yet...

I don't know how I'll be when I stop for good...we will just have to wait and see...