I just ordered what should be my little one’s last container of infant formula and I feel as if a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders.
No more counting ounces. Is he getting enough formula and breastmilk?
No more frequent weight checks.
No more worrying when he is teething and only wants to nurse, knowing I don’t have enough milk for him and he NEEDS his formula supplement.
No more worrying if we will be able to afford the formula that Baby is thriving on.
No more stressing about bringing enough formula with us every time we leave the house.
No more worrying about maintaining my meager milk supply. Baby can nurse when he wants to, and I won’t have to hook up the pump when he doesn’t.
When I was first diagnosed with low milk supply by a lactation consultant I didn’t think it would be possible to breastfeed my infant every day for an entire year.
By the grace of God, we made it.
For almost 366 days I have nursed my child on demand, around the clock. For almost 12 months we have persevered through teething and nursing strikes, further supply dips, and clogged ducts. For almost 52 weeks I have fought to give my child every. last. drop. I had. We had to supplement every day for the last 43 weeks or so, but my child has received my breastmilk every day of his life outside the womb.
I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, and I know all the stress and determination of this past year was worth it.
I am thankful for the confidence that we will surpass our goal that at one time I had doubts we would even reach.
We made it.