Formula Guilt

Sona Charaipotra
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So, as I've mentioned here before, little Kavi is a breastfed baby. Well, mostly anyway.

Baby Formula Bottle
Flickr photo by pfly
This week, because we're traveling with family in California and because I've been neglecting my pump, we went out and bought some formula.

Now I'm suffering from formula guilt.

We've given her a bit here and there in emergencies, but that was from the handy-dandy supply the hospital had given us. We never actually went out and bought it before.

I know, I know. I need to get over it. Formula-fed babies can turn into perfectly healthy, productive individuals. But I've fallen really hard into the cult of the breast, so I'm still having issues with it. I mean, what's in that stuff anyway? I've read all about high fructose corn syrup, how they're snagging us from birth nowadays. And why does it only keep for 48 hours in the fridge when opened, while breast milk can last eight days? Technology has gotten so advanced, surely they can come up with longer lasting formula, right? There's something fishy about the whole thing. (Oh yeah, it's the fact that there's so much money involved.)

Anyway. Here's the thing: It's not like she hates it. Well, usually. Sometimes she just wants the cuddliness that comes with the boob. But if she's getting a bottle, she doesn't really seem to mind getting a bottle of formula. Still, it bothers me. From all I've read, breast milk is far and away the better option. And I always, always, want to do what's best for my baby. Even if it drives everyone around me crazy.

But today, when we were out and about doing our thing and Kavi got hungry, we just whipped out that super-convenient, ready-to-feed bottle and gave it to her. Right there in the restaurant. And again later as we were walking around the trendy shops in this cute little neighborhood in San Jose. No muss, no fuss. I missed the cuddle time and all that, but man, it was just so easy. And I hate to even think it, let alone put it down here in writing. But I could get used to it. Which is causing me major angst.

Do you deal with formula guilt?


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