Why I Stopped Judging Moms Who Don't Breastfeed

Friday, September 7, 2012
I never made a conscious decision to stop breastfeeding... it was a slow mental, well, wean.

At first I was intent on breastfeeding; the idea of formula even touching Layla's lips made me nauseated and anxious, as if formula would poison her (an idea that some breastfeeding proponents suggest quite readily). But because of Layla's prematurity -- she was born months early and spent eight weeks in the hospital -- I couldn't breastfeed at first. She was too small and her digestive system wasn't fully formed, nor did she know how to suck, swallow, and breathe all at the same time. I would have to wait until she was almost ready to leave the hospital. So instead of breastfeeding, my only "job" while Layla spent two months in the NICU was to pump.

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