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The moment my midwives for my second baby signed me up for a breastfeeding class and urged me to buy formula before my birthing time, I knew our relationship was over.

No woman in my family breastfed since my great-great grandmother and I naively thought I could easily breastfeed my first without any help. Well within the first few days I realized I was so so wrong. My baby wouldn’t latch and was endlessly screaming, my midwife told me to give him mashed potatoes as she had never breastfed her baby either. Nobody ever mentioned a tongue tie until he was a year old. I tried pumping but it was like I had time travelled to the dark ages, just sitting there waiting for a few drops to come out felt like torture. I bought formula and cried for the breastfeeding relationship I so desperately wanted.

My second latched immediately after being born. She’s been the easiest feeder and we’re still going strong at 21 months!

My relationship with my second is so different than my first. I know breastfeeding plays a huge part in that and I can’t help but feel guilty about it sometimes. My son will stop what he’s doing and run in to watch me breastfeed his little sister, he gushes “she’s SO cute!” and loves to take pictures of us. There’s something healing for him here too.

I read something somewhere (mom brain) that said the truth is like death. I know how uncomfortable it can make other mothers to share the truths that have come to me through my daughter.

My cousin had her first baby the year after my second was born. I reached out to her and told her that I would be happy to talk her through anything, especially breastfeeding. She lives in a big city with a powerful career and turned to the pump and professionals, her only issue was some pain with latching in the first few days. I’ve come to realize that the women with all the titles don’t want advice from rural mothers. The first time we met her baby (that we weren’t allowed to hold or touch) she was pumping while dad had baby strapped to his chest. To this day her baby prefers dad and is inconsolable with his own mother. It breaks my heart to witness.

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A few weeks ago, I wrote on my Substack: I admit to laughing when... preparing for the arrival of her first baby, spoke of paying (PAYING!) for a video tutorial on how to swaddle a baby. That information used to be passed on by mothers, aunts, sisters, and neighbors. The technical know-how was accompanied by companionship, warmth, and solidarity. Yet, none of those imparting information would have labeled themselves as “expert baby-swaddler.” How much was lost by learning through a video rather than through human connection.

You are bringing a stronger example of this problem and adding the "successful womanhood means working" aspect. Thank you.

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