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...