There’s only one way to start this blog and it’s like this: I don’t give a shit how you feed your kids. I don’t care what decision you make and why you make it. 1,590 more words
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So here I am sat in Starbucks Trafford Centre feeling sufficiently whale like with my swollen feet promptly propped up. After another visit to the midwife this morning I was asked yet again “so are you going to breast feed?” To which I replied “If I had a £1 for every person who had asked me that I’d be able to buy a lot of formula!!!” … 429 more words
When my daughter was placed on my chest moments after her birth, I knew we were in this thing together.
She latched pretty well right off the bat from what my inexperienced eyes could tell- and the parade of nurses who checked on us did nothing to dispel that idea. 995 more words