Yesterday I decided to quit breastfeeding.
I have lots of emotion about the topic. We tried so So SO hard to make it work, but I just couldn't produce enough milk.
Mother's Milk tea,
we tried it all.
It was exhausting. It was frustrating.
It made me angry. It made me sad.
Anything I set my mind to in life I achieve. That's just who I am - I work really hard, and I succeed.
But not when breastfeeding - at least not with Elliott.
And that is of the hardest things about all this for me. I worked so hard and tried so many things, but in the end I just couldn't "fix" it.
I definitely have some Mommy guilt over the whole thing, but I'm just reminding myself that I'm the only one who gets to decide what's best for Elliott and what's best for me.
He's got a full belly, a clean diaper and lots and lots of Mommy lovin'.
After all - aren't those the things that really matter?