This morning I woke up, got a bottle ready for baby girl. 1/2 breastmilk and 1/2 formula. I feel like shit because I'm not producing enough to feed her 100% breast milk and don't have the patience to nurse for the 45+minutes that she wants to nurse each side, only to get pissed off because nothing is coming out. I wake her up, change her diaper, get her ready to take the bottle, all while talking to her about what adventures we are going to have today. She looks up at me with big bright eyes and my world is still. In her eyes she tells me its ok, I am happy, I am healthy, and I am fed.

Dont let society, other moms, lactation consultants, or even doctors pressure you into thinking that if you don't or can't breastfeed your baby that you are a bad parent or bad person. As long as your baby is eating (age appropriate stuffs) what the fuck business is it of anyone else what that food is. I'm so tired of the stress from the whole world, got me thinking I gotta be a damn dairy cow, baby girl is healthy 13lbs at 2 months, she ain't lacking in the food department! (She was 10lbs 5.6oz at birth) Fuck what they think, feed your baby in what ever way you can mamas!