Ever since I had my son, we both tried so, so, so incredibly hard to breastfeed. I tried nipple shields, I tried different positions, I tried his clothes off- I even tried my own shirt off at one point lmao

My mother always said breastfeeding would create an unimaginable bond between the mother and child.

And I wanted that.

Slowly, from my failed BF attempts, I pumped and fed him, and eventually, I ran out of that, so I resorted to formula.

The thought always rang in the back of my mind-

“What if he’s distant with me because we never had those ‘special’ moments?”

Well.

I was wrong.

And I’m happy I was.

My son is the biggest cuddle bug there is when it’s bottle time. In bed in general lol

He’ll see me make the bottle and get excited and then after I hand it to him (he drinks on his own) he’ll start throwing himself on me. Snuggling me. Getting me to put my arm around him.

This was at like 3 in the morning and he was wanted to sleep in my arms.

(His face is due to the flash hitting him unexpectedly lol)