Like I told the mommy's group today, I am going to get t-shirt that says, "I breastfeed my baby for as long as I physically could so please don't give me and my bottle those dirty looks."
In fact I weaned Keegan at three months and haven't mentioned it because of the fear of backlash. I certainly gave myself enough of a guilt trip so I don't need anyone else's. I know I met my goal, did the best I could for my son and then I moved on.
So he is on formula but still eats like he breastfed. Quite the grazer. That's okay. I still love our time when I am feeding him. In fact I try to make it as calm and non-distracting as before. This is how I want all of our mealtimes to be. Well let's face it, atleast until the time he is old enough for his own TV tray. I still laugh at the image of my family lined up with trays playing Jeopardy along with the TV. We might not have been discussing our day but we were definitely involved with eachother. When I left for college it took a long time to break that Jeopardy habit.
So there I confessed, and now I can feel free to discuss feeding issues without having to explain myself.