My friends just had there first baby.
Through pregnancy, I would offer any help/items/advice I could to help them if they needed it.
I told her that after the baby comes, I would be happy to help her with nursing if she needs it. She said No, ive seen my friend nurse, its natural and easy.
She never breast fed one day out of the hospital, after the babys "rough start", meaning low blood sugar, she just didnt want to force her to latch. Not one day.
They asked about being induced, I said dont do it. They wanted there baby so bad, it didnt matter what cost. Went in to be induced, ended in a csection.
The funniest to me was me telling them in the hospital saturday night that its different when its your own baby. I was 19 when I had the twins, and I called 911 after 2 hours of being home alone. Elizabeth started coughing while I was feeding her a bottle (I was nursing, but of course, the hospital told me I HAD to supplement) and I freaked out, thinking she was choking. Dh called 911, and all the firetrucks in the city showed up for nothing.
My friends told me I probably hadnt been around babies before, that is why I was so nervous. I was 12 when my brother was born, so I was old enough to help and take care of him. I told them, its just different.
Fast forward to the next saturday (last week), middle of the night, decides the baby is breathing funny. Calls MIL and she says calm down, let me come over and assess her. They say we have already assessed her, she needs to go to the ER. They all go, and guess what? Baby is just fine, nothing funny going on. I just had to laugh, because it IS different when it is your own. All the reading, studying, helping in the world cant prepare you for your own.
I said I would NEVER put my kids on a leash, and I happily use one now for my high needs ds.