August is National Breastfeeding Month. I have been nursing Baby Lemon exclusively since he was born. He's never had formula and he doesn't really "get" bottles.
I'm not the most die-hard breastfeeding advocate out there. We live in an advanced scientific age. I'm confident that formula is a good option for families who can't or choose not to breastfeed for whatever reason.
I had a friend who struggled to build her milk supply, to get her daughter to latch on. When she finally switched to formula, she realized she had been harboring resentment towards her daughter and she enjoyed being a mom once she stopped trying to get breastfeeding to work.
I'm okay with that. Please. Do whatever is best for you and your baby.
That said, the benefits of breastfeeding are well-documented. I'll let Google tell you about it. For me, I have loved breastfeeding because of the bond I formed with Baby Lemon. I love the confidence I feel knowing my body can sustain life, both in pregnancy and through breastfeeding. And we didn't have to buy any formula. I'm always game to save some moolah.
I've also become an accidental supporter of nursing in public, and nursing without a cover. Baby Lemon hates having any sort of cover over his head. As soon as he could wave his arms, at two or three weeks old, he'd flail against my nursing cover. I don't blame him. I hate having my face covered. I've even tested those thin crepe blankets on my face. Still stifling! Baby Lemon and I nurse where we are, as we are.
I made a new friend in our new town, and she asked if I'd take some pictures of her and her little girl to capture their experience with nursing. They were lovely subjects, and she picked a great location to breastfeed in public.