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I Tried Breastfeeding My Last Baby
The past week of navigating feeding my newborn started out exciting. I felt hopeful this time around. Griffin had an excellent latch. I had help with my other kids to focus and get this thing right.

Formula Doesn’t Define My Motherhood
I exclusively formula fed Nolan and Austin. I will exclusively formula feed my third. When I learned I wasn’t producing milk for my first (Nolan), I spiraled. I struggled to believe I was “worthy” to be a mother.

Second-time Parenting Advice
I used to describe myself as a mother as, “frazzled and fragile.” But that was when I only had one child. As a first time mom, I was obsessed with doing everything “right.”