I’ve rarely heard the word “loss” associated with breastfeeding. But for the mom who can’t breastfeed, or the mom who stopped earlier than she wanted to, or the mom who needed to seek support or take medication, that’s exactly what it is. There’s that element of, “This is not how it’s supposed to be.” But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that our love is the gold standard.
Read MoreDo you know how I ended up feeding my baby? I nestled him against my body and ran my finger over his eyelashes. I studied the movement of his squishy cheeks and wrinkled nose. I took mental snapshots of his fingers and toes, knowing they would be bigger than mine in no time at all. I caressed the top of his head with my hand. I watched as he closed his eyes in peace when I gave him a bottle.
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