Have you ever gone into how much better breastfeeding is with someone only to have it blown up in your face?
Has someone ever done it with you or someone you know?
My "Lactivism Gone Wrong" story--
I'd just returned to work a couple weeks before. My son's babysitter had to run some errands, which involved going to the local mall. (Her son needed new jeans or something like that--growth spurt) Well, of course she took my son with her, which I'd okayed and took a couple bottles (of my EBM). As all babies are wont to do, he got hungry and so she sat down in the food court and gave him one of the bottles after warming it. Some lady comes up to her and berates her for not breastfeeding, telling her how "bad" formula is. She then calmly explained that she was the nanny and that his mother was breastfeeding. She and I laughed about it and then I decided that I'd never berate a woman who was caring for an infant, but otherwise I know nothing about her, for not breastfeeding. You don't know their story. That woman might not be mom.
ETA: My son and his sitter had the same coloring (both blonde with blue eyes--I have brown hair and brown eyes, though I wasn't present, so I could see how someone might assume she was mom--even had we all been together, although in that case, I would have just breastfed the baby.)
Has someone ever done it with you or someone you know?
My "Lactivism Gone Wrong" story--
I'd just returned to work a couple weeks before. My son's babysitter had to run some errands, which involved going to the local mall. (Her son needed new jeans or something like that--growth spurt) Well, of course she took my son with her, which I'd okayed and took a couple bottles (of my EBM). As all babies are wont to do, he got hungry and so she sat down in the food court and gave him one of the bottles after warming it. Some lady comes up to her and berates her for not breastfeeding, telling her how "bad" formula is. She then calmly explained that she was the nanny and that his mother was breastfeeding. She and I laughed about it and then I decided that I'd never berate a woman who was caring for an infant, but otherwise I know nothing about her, for not breastfeeding. You don't know their story. That woman might not be mom.
ETA: My son and his sitter had the same coloring (both blonde with blue eyes--I have brown hair and brown eyes, though I wasn't present, so I could see how someone might assume she was mom--even had we all been together, although in that case, I would have just breastfed the baby.)









would have spared me the lecture
i guess i'll just get a job for mead johnson then 

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