Hands down the hardest yet most rewarding part of motherhood for me and something I'm deeply passionate about. I've often been told how "lucky" I am to be able to breastfeed my babes. If only they knew.
It's taken a lot of blood, sweat and a mountain of tears to get there with both my little loves, through cracked nipples, vasospasm, undiagnosed lip and tongue ties, bad latch and excruciating pain. But we pushed through, sought the help of an amazing IBCLC, and got success.
It's because of this that I find it so disheartening that on a week that should be all about celebrating breastfeeding (whether it be for two days, two months or two years) that it's been twisted into an anti-formula/bottle-feeding thing.