I have recently had DC3 and the pressure to breastfeed has been utterly ridiculous. When I had DC1 and 2 8 and 6 years ago, I had a horrible time trying to BF, one moment in particular that will always stay with me is having a midwife on one side and a breast feeding support work on the other, each pulling by boobs every which way whhilst sitting in my hospital bed on the post natal ward, DD screaming uncontrollably and me feeling like a useless shit. I gave up and FF.
so, this time around I chose to FF from the beginning, realising my children have grown up perfectly normally, haven't grown an extra head or anything nor are glowing translucency from evil formula! I have had no end of judgements and comments! On the post natal ward I asked for a bottle of formula, and I was told I would have to wait until shift change, that was an hour away! Next I was told by a different midwife that I was making a rod for my own back by warming the milk and she knows best as she's been a midwife for 31 years.
My DH's GM at a small family gathering (about 10 or so people) when DC3 was a week old, shouts loudly across the room when I produce his bottle "oh, you aren't feeding him yourself then, well that is very silly and selfish of you." errr thanks!
and finally, the dermatologist, yes a dermatolgist! Who was removing a mole for me when DC3 was 8 weeks, "are you not breastfeeding baby then if you've been able to leave him with husband for a couple of hours", seriously what has it got to do with anyone how I feed my child! The reaction and stigma attached I may as well have a bottle of pinot grigio shoved in his mouth.
Happy mum, happy baby, thats all anyone needs to be concerned with!