The Battle Over Breast and Bottle
It’s a decision that will plague every new mother till the end of time, should I breast or bottle feed? Here’s a story of one mother’s struggle with the decision and what she finally realized.
The topic of breast verses bottle will probably be a topic of controversy till the end of time. The doctors say that breast milk is best because it gives the baby nutrients that a bottle- fed baby just doesn’t get. There is also talk now of DHA that is contained in breast milk which helps the child’s brain to develop better and the bonuses to the mother help with post-partum depression as well. After hearing all the pluses of breast- fed babies, why would a mother opt for the bottle?
I remember friends and perfect strangers coming up to me when I was expecting and telling me (not asking) to breast feed my child while touching my stomach. Even the doctors and nurses chimed in to tell me their views on the matter. You feel like you are alone and totally wrong if you protest the idea, especially when the eyes of disappointment glare at you with each protest made. My nagging , negative thoughts kept surfacing though, thoughts like…
What do I do when I go back to work? Will Scott have to call me every two hours begging me to come home because my daughter wants my breasts? What if I’m running late from work and he runs out of breast milk? How sore is this going to make me? How am I going to feel about sex if I breast feed? Will sex take a back seat to breast feeding for the first year because I’ll feel like my breasts should be exclusive to the baby instead of my husband? And then there’s the matter of teeth– isn’t that going to hurt? I know it’s important to bond with my baby, but is she going to be too dependent on me once she knows how to latch on (pardon the pun). What about later in life? Will it be a detriment to her really if she is breast- fed verses bottle to the point that she becomes dependent? Shouldn’t she know right from the start that she is a separate being from me?
These were the thoughts I had and I worried like every mother does because I love my child and want to make all the right decisions even though I know I’m not perfect. I didn’t want to scar my child for life with this very first and very big decision that would change both of our lives permanently. I was torn between two worlds, it seemed, one natural world (breast), and one synthetic one (bottle). Yet, I couldn’t help thinking, I was a bottle fed child and I turned out fine (I think, I hope).