Its taken me all evening to catch up on threads, but mostly coz i've been following the video and bf links - a big thank you to whoever put up the Dr Jack Newman site. Dd never latched on like that... BUT I was a whizz at expressing and was able to give her breastmilk for the first 8 weeks of her life, and for us it was a much more peaceful, gaze-into-the-eyes experience when she took it from a bottle. If I was out in public though I'd say things like 'time for your breastmilk!' to dd, and loudly talk about how I was giving her breastmilk, just in case I thought someone was judging me for giving formula, which made me realise how (very wrongly) judgemental I've been of other women in the past when they've chosen to bottle feed. It was a big ol' journey of self-discovery my bf career last time!
The girls thing is so interesting, if we'd found out we were having a girl last time I would have been genuinely disappointed - but of course the second she was born we fell instantly in love and she's so brilliant that I'll now be disappointed if we have a boy! (not really, same thing would happen again in reverse I'm sure) I discovered a new love for pink, and always dress her in pink combats or dungarees and equally tom-boyish but blatantly girly outfits. We're now teaching her to say 'dude', she's so cool!
I also couldn't imagine co-sleeping, but I think its one of those very personal things, coz the idea either appeals or it doesn't. Dd was in a bassinet by our bed but was put in her own room at 3 days old coz she was such a noisy sleeper! For us, the marriage relationship is the most important one in the home, and the foundation of the family, and one representation of that is that its our bed, for our sleeping, our romance, our having a natter at the end of the day, whatever! Dh and I love the bit of the day where we go to bed and have a catch up and snuggle up together, the only time we've ever been in separate beds under the same roof was the first night home with dd, when he sat up with her on the sofa all night, letting me get desperately needed sleep. After that we discovered the joy of swaddling to soothe her. I'm sure other people will say that co-sleeping enhanced their marriage, and that's brilliant, but we just know its not for us. Also, the worry that I could roll over onto her would stop me truly relaxing. (long answer to a short question!). This isn't meant to sound preachy so big apology if it does, I'm just saying how things are for us and I'm quite sure others will share an equally passionate but totally opposite viewpoint to share!
Really ought to get on with useful things, but maybe I'll just watch one more breastfeeding video...