After weeks of trying, but not being able to go through with it we've done it.
After an hour of tears, more Isobel's than mine this time, we've cracked it.
For lunch today, Isobel has had 5 ozs (give or take the bits she spat out or just allowed to dribble out of her mouth in defiance) of room temperature formula from a Tommy Tippee anatomically correct bottle.
The Health Vsitor said I should stop giving in because she'd know she could get her way (at 16 weeks?!), so today I didn't. Now I'm left with a boob about ready to explode - yes I know should express but I hate doing that - and a rather sad feeling.
Am I really ready to give up breastfeeding?
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