I've nursed babies for 68 months of my life. Except for a few start-up problems they'll all done fine and I love nursing. I try not to be a snob when I see a baby with a bottle, but -- well -- I try.
Today, I took the baby in for his six month check up. I already knew he was tiny, but he's now fallen off the bottom of the weight charts, even making allowances for his being breastfed, he's still very, very small and even worse, he only gained 11 ounces in two months.
I wonder if all the running to and fro has meant that I haven't been taking enough time to feed him. I don't know, but I certainly will be spending more time making sure he eats from now on.
My pediatrician wants us to start supplementing our nursing and solid foods with formula at least for the next month. No one is going to be seeing me out and about with a bottle, but the thought of using formula and bottles makes me so sad. It is not the way I want things to be, but of course, I'll do what I need to do to help the wee one grow a bit, and I won't be giving up nursing. We'll be doing that before offering anything else, every time.
5 years ago