I BF my DC1 for over 2 years. I was part of a pro-BF local campaign that made the news. I considered becoming a BF counsellor. So basically V much in the pro BF camp.
Had DC2. EBF for 6 weeks, stopped completly after 4 months mostly due to reflux. Beat myself up about 'failing'.
Several years have passed since, and sparked by a recent chat with DP about how depressed I was after DC2 I started to think that maybe those months of my life wouldn't have been so bad if I hadn't been so determined to BF. I hated myself at the time for failing to be the kind of Mum I wanted to be. And then there is the physical toll of BF on top of that. Eg I could have slept in the other room and let DP do bottles and get a full night's sleep which would probably have made me feel better if I hadn't been making myself do night BFs.
I'd never really thought about any of this before and I know my old self would have hated this attitude. Wonder if anyone else has had the same experience?