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Formula? BreastMilk

Did I feed my kid Formula or BreastMilk?

In my journey of motherhood, the first three days were difficult for feeding.
 I had given formula for two days.
Wish I had known about the kangaroo feeding method which I could have used for getting the golden hours of milk.
Kangaroo process-  The baby and mom get ample amount of skin to skin and the baby is held by someone and made him feed.
I feed my kid BreastMilk till the age of 2  and a half years.
It was worth the journey and the bonding.
Research says no other food or milk can give the kid required nutrition other than BreastMilk.
Does that mean, the mother who feeds formula is less of the mother?
Absolutely No! 
The mother who is breastfeeding or formula feeding has the same amount of love for their kid.
There might be various reasons why the kid is formula feed-
1. Mother's health
2.Tongue-tie
3. Allergic to milk
4.  Flat nipple
5. Averted nipple and many more.
It doesn't make the motherless of the mother.
The kid will be formula feed or BreastMilk feed, he should be getting the required nutrition by any means is more important.
Trust me when I say formula feeding is more difficult than feeding through breastfeeding.
The hygiene of the bottle, and all the vessel is more time-consuming.
So, let's cherish every way of motherhood and encourage everyone around.
A mother is a mother, her love and care will be the same whatever feeding way she chooses.

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