We are currently 100% breastfeeding the new baby. I’m slowly but surely running dry.
I started having anxiety attacks last week when everyday we would take a bag of our freezer stash. The freezer stash is no more. It’s all me. All of the time.
So everyday I am starting to realize that soon we will be supplementing with formula.
I don’t really judge people who formula feed their babies- it’s their choice/or it’s chosen for them from their bodies.
It’s not that I think formula is poison, it’s just that he’s done SO well and gotten SO big from my milk. I want to continue being proud of making him that way! I don’t want to give credit to similac or infamil!!! I don’t want to take fenugreek because it makes me smell like pancakes and I don’t even notice much of a difference with it anyways.
When you get towards the end, you start living paycheck to paycheck so to speak. I pump, then he drinks it all within an hour of me pumping it.
I said I wouldn’t be sensitive about formula this time, but I’m wrong. I don’t even want to talk about it with anyone.
Well, here’s to hoping I can live paycheck to paycheck a little longer without having to dip into the formula.