AnotherKD, holy shit. Do I know these people?
I multi-quoted a bunch of things yesterday, but then decided not to post. I'll just share instead today.
My baby girl is almost 4 months, and we are still breastfeeding! That is huge for us. My older two were unsuccessfully breastfed. I was miserable for a plethora of reasons. They were miserable, too. We started supplementing at 5 or 6 weeks, and completely stopped BFing at 10 weeks. For whatever reason, #3 kicks ass at breastfeeding. We tried formula once, and she screamed her blessed little head off. She has boob when I'm home whenever she wants. I'm pumping more than enough at work to keep up with her demands, too. It's my goal to at least BF until 6 months, possibly one year.
Now... there was nothing more demoralizing with my first two than hearing "it" from other moms when I told them we were not BFing. The LLL types made me feel like shit for quiting. This time though, I've found the LLL website to be a good resource, and I think it's part of why we're doing such a good job. I'm all for BFing a
baby as long as possible IF that's what the mother chooses to do. However, once the psychological impact trumps the physical benefit, it's time to stop. (Like this case). I am also more offended by the title of being "Mom Enough." Fuck that shit. Just because her kid is still on the tit at the age of nearly 4, she is not a better mom than I. Just different. I am more than MOM ENOUGH.
FWIW, I was NOT breastfed. Formula for me from the get-go, and I'm a damn genius.
That argument is moot. (I was also put on my belly to sleep. I let our baby girl doze off on her belly today during tummy time, and my husband about shit a brick).
Co-sleeping is a different story. Often times, co-sleeping deaths are a result of poor planning or other influences (drug or alcohol impairment). We co-slept with #1 and #2 a little bit during their first few weeks. #2 was a loud sleeper though, so we really didn't get good sleep. I was always very paranoid though and dozed more than really "slept". We had a large, overstuffed, soft pillow top bed, which made me paranoid. #3 co-slept more than the other two because we have a better bed (memory foam, very firm), slept with fewer blankets and pillows, and it was easier for me to just roll over and pop a boob in her mouth when she woke up for those middle of the night feedings. I would doze, she would eat, and she would fall off when she was done. We were happy campers.