Category Archives: Breastfeeding

Where oh Where is Kelly?


I have really slacked off on blogging lately. I am happy to say it is because I have been busy!

Another day another dollar

Work of course is always that. There is always a feast or famine going on there, but I enjoy helping moms and babies breastfeed. I am excited to say that I will be starting my WIC lactation rotations in on of our local hospitals starting in March. (as long as they don’t find another reason to delay it!) My new BFPC’s¬†are well incorporated in our clinic and we all work well together. So glad to be working with these group of ladies!

Growing in leaps and bounds

The kids are of course busy with school. The girl keeps me hopping with all her speech and debate tournaments and LATE night pick ups and early morning drop offs. But she is doing well. Going to districts with her Prose. Has placed numerous times at contests with her DI and her policy debates. So very proud of her. She is also maintaining straight A’s!! And this is with her honors classes as well. She has started driving me around town and taking drivers ed. I enjoy the chaffering, but I do look forward to getting my car back with my seat in the correct position. She is shorter than me and I always forget when I get in after she drives. *knees in chest* lol

The oldest is gearing up for graduation and I am so not ready for that in the least. He has decided that the military is not for him, I am undecided about that, but I do know he has to do this on his own. I look at each holiday as my last one with him, but I have to remind myself, it isn’t the last one, he’s just moving on. Growing his wings and taking flight, but I am not ready for him to do that yet!


He and G are such good buds he made this his profile picture on Facebook. Brotherly love! ūüôā

J & J are running everywhere. After we moved they got their own bedrooms and the fighting has reduced drastically, but of course they are so close in age and Big J is the youngest in his class he feels he needs to boss Little J around.

G is growing so fast and he’s discovering his voice it’s hard to believe he was just crawling this time last year.


Boy’s first hair cut.



He is toddling around everywhere and telling us all about it and taking names! I am just waiting for him to start saying complete sentences.  He has his friends at day care he loves going to and spending time with. Loves his Mrs Lori and Mr Bobby.

Cover Your Bum

The diaper bank is doing well. We had another purchase of diapers for the bank and we are currently helping 6 families with 2 graduates!!! We are waiting on the shipment of the Econobums to help the families on our waiting list.

We will be participating in the Great Cloth Diaper Change April 20 and have hosted 2 Cloth 101 classes at a local health food store. They are so glad to have us there and are happy to help us. We hope to have a good fundraiser at the GCDC and raise a little more to help more families. The word is out and moms are getting the help they need. Love doing this.

We will have our official website in the coming month! My amazing friend Brit has offered to develop, design and host our very own dot org!! This is so cool. Lisa and I are going to have nice photos taken of us and the boys to have on our site.

We also were interviewed by a reporter for a new local magazine, From the Nest. They focus on momenterpreneurs. We are excited for that and are working on photos for that as well!

So that is how my life if going in 700 words or less!

Stay warm!


Lactivist? Why Yes I am! Breastfeeding Nazi? Hell NO!


LACTIVIST is defined as a Lactation Activist.

Ok I have always¬†stayed¬†away from that term. I always had felt it was a negative term, Lactivist. It made me think of excentric La Leche League leaders from the 70’s. Dancing and chanting under the moon wearing long¬†flowing shirts and judging anyone that would even consider formula or bottles.

Now I realize that women need help with breastfeeding. I know, Duh! I have been working in the lactation field since Oct 2006 and I have felt the sting of failed lactation, so I know how many feel. Women need people to stand up for them! I bring to action all that is necessary to help them breastfeed successfully! An activist! So a Lactation Activist was born or a Lactivist.

Now many have called anyone that supports breastfeeding or dispenses¬†breastfeeding education a Breastfeeding Nazi. I HATE that term! I gets me all the way down to my core as bad as Crying it Out (I will not go on about that here, that’s another blog post all together)! The nazis¬†were a terrible force! They mutilated and tortured innocent Jews or anyone viewed to support them. They murdered millions of humans and I refuse to ever be compared to them!! I do not force my opinion on anyone, well you choose to read this so that is different.

I am NOT a Nazi! I am a supporter of women and baby’s rights to breastfeed, anywhere, any place, any time they want or need to for how ever long they choose to! No one has a right to tell you when it is time to wean or stop breastfeeding except your baby! Infants¬†will wean at their own pace anywhere between 12-36 months and some times longer. If you think any different, please stop reading this right now and unfollow my blog!

I will fight for our society to see that breastfeeding is NORMAL!! Yes I agree it is best, but to hold a person to feel bad because they couldn’t or don’t breastfeed is not my place. I want it to be NORMAL to see a woman breastfeeding in a mall, at a restaurant, walking down the street, talking to our politicians or anyone! I want to see breastfeeding statues, stamps, portraits, photos everywhere! I want to dissolve the “booby traps” that is our society!

Women were given the best gift of all, the ability to grow a baby inside and out with just their body. So when people think breastfeeding is anything but a beautiful act between mom and her child they are just uneducated and sad.

Lactivist? Why, yes I am! Join me in supporting and helping moms and babies to breastfeed! Lactivate with me!



So this week has been a big one in the breastfeeding world. It seems a very popular blogger, The Feminist Breeder, had her picture removed from Facebook and then her account was blocked for 72 hours. Like that is such punishment. Like she is going to come back with a vengeance! She is encouraging moms to post their breastfeeding pictures with the captions included:


She had many of her own pictures with different color, but the same words. I am proud to see breastfeeding pictures all over¬†Facebook¬†today, but I follow many pages that those kind of pictures are always up. I never have ever had a problem with them. I am just trying to understand why someone who follows a person called the Feminist Breeder has a real problem seeing breastfeeding pictures. If you don’t like it there is no reason to report them to¬†Facebook, just stop following her!!!¬†Click¬†on the above link to read her whole story.

Now if you have a problem with my picture please feel free to stop following me! If you find it offensive or damaging to children you are more than welcome to your opinion, wrong as it is, you are welcome to it, but feel free to get lost!

This is my¬†contribution¬†to this cause. Not only was I breastfeeding a newborn, but also a *gasp* toddler! He loves his nummies time and you can not tell him he can’t have them. This the most normal way of feeding a baby and I hope you can be happy for me and my child and not judge either of us for it!

So if you are so inclined, please feel free to post your breastfeeding pictures on Facebook! Join the 72 hour movement to normalize breastfeeding!


Breastfeeding is Normal!

I Breastfeed! I Know, Shocker!


I saw a fellow peer counselors blog post and I loved the title she used and I feel it is time I talk about breastfeeding. Or at least my breastfeeding experiences. So Jessica, I’m stealing your title!

I will write about each of my breastfeeding experiences, but I have a feeling it will look very much like my birth experiences. Tanner’s will be the shortest and grow from there, but as a breastfeeding peer counselor and lactation consultant I think it will make you and me feel better if I just get it all out! So beware, long post and probably some language!

Spiteful Breastfeeding ūüôā

I was breastfed! I was breastfed out of spite, as told to me by my mother. Her mother told her she would not be able to breastfeed because my Nana almost starved my aunt to death due to her lack of production. Looking back at her experience I think my grandmother had PCOS. She had twins and lost one at birth and then 8 years later she had my mother. She was a Catholic so I am sure she was a good Catholic and practiced their belief in not using birth control. That being said I am well aware that my Nana really probably could not breastfeed. But thankfully my mom could! Breastfeed me for 6 1/2 months when she told me I self weaned and¬†I went on cow’s milk. Also since my¬† mom had a fever after I was born she wasn’t allowed to breastfeed me right off the bat. I’m thinking she said it¬† wasn’t until her milk came in that she was allowed to actually breastfeed me. So I didn’t get colostrum and I got cow’s milk at 6 1/2 months. This explains everything about me now, right? ūüôā I am very thankful that my mom was able to overcome some early on obstacles and breastfeed me. By her doing so, it gave me the impression that babies are to be breastfed and I didn’t think anything different of it! Thanks, Mom! ūüôā

Honey, you’re pregnant.

So if you have read¬†my birth stories, you learned that I had my first son young! 18! I found out a couple of weeks¬†before our wedding, so it was a little bit of a shocker, but we were already getting married. I took my home pregnancy test and had already set up the doctor’s appointment. My mom told me to get on WIC so I went to the local Health department and was told I had to take another test to see if I was pregnant. This is where¬†I get a little bitter! (I want my 5ish¬†years of food I never got!) I was sitting in the waiting area and a nurse came and sat down next to me, put her hand on my leg and with the most condescending voice she could muster, looked me in the eye and said, “Honey, you’re pregnant.”

No Shit Sherlock! I told her I knew that and that is why I was here. I needed to apply for WIC and Medicaid. Well I was told after filling out the application form, that because my husband and I had a new car I didn’t qualify¬†for Medicaid and since I didn’t qualify for Medicaid I didn’t¬†qualify for WIC. Son of a Bitch! Yes I did, but 18 years ago I didn’t know this. I still tell my boss I want my food! Lol So I left feeling a lot like a piece of crap. I was poor! I mean come on people Mike and I were poor! But I guess I wasn’t poor enough. Well if that is how it is, I would prove them all wrong and we would make it just fine!

Mom, you’re going to be a grandma.

After breaking the news to my mom and starting my doctor appointments I really can’t remember anyone talking to be about breastfeeding, except my mom a little. I mean I always knew I would breastfeed. I just thought that is how you were supposed to feed your baby. I¬†have sister in laws that had babies and some breastfed and some didn’t, but I just knew I would breastfeed. I wasn’t an activist at that point!

After Tanner was born, the nurse helped me latch him on and oh my he knew what to do. I had no issues breastfeeding at all! He was a pro! I went back to work 4 weeks after he was born and found that I could hand express way better than pumping  and did that for a good 4 months. My mother in law watched Tanner with his cousins at her house, which was very close to my house. So when I changed jobs after a few months I went home and nursed him at lunch. I did this for about 6 months, but by that point he was getting formula, because I was under the impression I milk turned to nothing after 6 months and he was only breastfeeding at night till 9 months. I know, I know! I was so misinformed it was sad! But Tanner is a healthy intelligent young man now so I am not too worried about him!

Insert next baby!

Kylee got the same treatment as Tanner. Very effective latcher and breastfed well. Actually I called her my piglet baby! She was 7 lbs 2 oz at birth, lost a bit going home, but 10 days later she was 9 lbs! So she was awesome! My piglet baby. She did great. I went back to work at 6 weeks with her and followed much of the same pattern as I did with Tanner, hand expressed (in a bathroom) and nursed at lunches. She was also weaned around 9 months of age. I loved my babies, but I was young and immature still and thought I needed more independence. Lol yea that worked out so well.

After all of that we had our boy and girl and honestly I thought we were done with babies. We relocated for Mike’s job and we up and moved the family to the area we live now. After watching all his buddys have babies Mike asked if “are the Evans are going to have anymore babies?” I told him if he wanted more I was game for it! I always knew I didn’t want just one, but never thought we would have the 5 we have now!

 Things happen

I got pregnant with Jacob our third child and when he was born it was a bit¬†traumatic birth. He was bruised and I am well aware he was hurt. He didn’t really open his mouth well and didn’t put much effort into breastfeeding. I thought well I have done this before and I should know what I am doing. I was having some cracked nipples in the hospital before I even left and asked one of the nurses what she suggested (mental thought the night nurse does not care about you!) and she gave me some lanolin and told me that should do it. Nothing like, well that is not normal and we need to get you with a lactation consultant and fix the latch issues. In the coming weeks I continued to have severe nipple trauma and couldn’t even think of putting him on the breast. I pumped and gave him some breast milk in a bottle. I was beating myself up for not being able to do it this time. I had planned to be a stay at home mom and needed to do this. I cried daily and just got to the point I couldn’t take it anymore.

I stopped after about 2 weeks. It was the hardest thing to do. I was in so much pain, I found the can of formula I was sent home with and made him a bottle. I just could not even imagine putting him on my breast one more time!!! I had already spilled almost 3 ounces at the doctor’s office one day trying to get the air out of the Playtex¬†nurser. It was everything I could do, not to burst into tears at the milk on the floor and my crying baby in my arms. (Mike was in the waiting room with our other 2 munchkins) I was and am still so mad at myself for not demanding help. I should have known it wasn’t right and I should have asked for help!

I did everything else I could do to make up for his lack of breast milk. I held him like I would nurse a baby. I really didn’t know any other way to hold a baby. He slept many a night on my chest and we did a TON of skin to skin. He was treated very much like a¬†breastfed baby. I hit a low point during this time and became so emotional I called the local women’s center to try to relactation. The lactation consultant told me what I needed to do, but I just didn’t have the money to rent the pump or the support from Mike to do that. Not that he didn’t want me to breastfeed, but you know how men are, if formula fixes the problem then that is what we needed to do.

So after a good  hour call with my doctors nurse, she helped me come to terms with what had happened and had the doctor prescribe me some Lexapro. I was diagnosed with post partum depression. (That is another post for a later date.)  I unsubscribed to the Nursing Mothers email and catalog, removed breastfeeding from many of my email newsletters and resounded myself to the fact I was not breastfeeding Jacob, but I would treat him no different!

I know it’s not supposed to be like that

After all that had happened¬†with Jacob I was really surprised¬†that I got pregnant with Justin a year later. Oops, Nuva¬†Ring doesn’t work as well with a woman who has had a few babies. After Justin was born I knew I would breastfeed him and I knew that this time if I had problems I would get help!!!

I knew this time nipple trauma wasn’t and isn’t normal and as soon as Justin was born I had many of the same issues with him. I went to one of his first doctor appointments and told the nurse I was cracked and bleeding and it hurt to breastfeed him. Nurse Ruth (my life saver!) took me to a private room and looked over the damage, as there was already plenty, instantly she went and slathered my nipple and Justin’s mouth with Gentin¬†Violet and told me to let her know if things didn’t get better soon. Now I know this is not a miracle¬†treatment, but after observing our breastfeeding she had already determined our latch was good, but I needed something to help kill any bacteria that might be starting to grow in there and boy did it help! Now we were purple for a while, but after a week of taking it easy on that breast, doing some pumping and not latching I finally healed.

The day I relatched¬†Justin on my sore nipple was wonderful!! He latched I didn’t cry and everything was so much better! Angels sang and mommy cried! Ok you know what I mean! At that moment¬†I had a thought. I can do this! I can breastfeed and I could even help other moms do this. I recognized that women needed help and I wanted to be one of those people.

I can help

At that time in life I was baby sitting other children out of my home and staying home. I knew it wasn’t going to happen too soon, but I was going to find out what I could do. I was on WIC this time so I did some research and found out that a WIC peer counselor was the best option for getting my hours and time to become a lactation consultant. I called my local WIC agency and talked with my now¬†boss, Julie and I told her I was interested in becoming a peer counselor.

After I had been breastfeeding Justin for over 15 months we weaned and I was sad, but I knew it was for the best and there was something else out there for me. Not knowing what it was I continued to baby sit out of our home, by this point we had moved to our current house and were barely scrapping by.

The fall of 2006 changed everything! Julie called and told me that they had decided to restart their breastfeeding peer counseling program and was I still interested? That was my interview. I said, YES!! and I started that October. I have been with this agency for going on 6 years now and I love it! I help moms and babies breastfeed, I teach classes and make phone calls to prenatal moms and manage our pump program. I will soon be doing daily visits¬†to our¬†WIC clients in¬†one of the local hospitals to¬†offer the lactation staff some help.¬†I am a Senior Peer Counselor and a mentor to our¬†PCs and other agencies peer counselors. I sat for my IBCLC¬†exam in July of 2010 and passed! I set a goal to take that test and finally I did it! It is amazing what I get to do each and every day! I help spear head our state’s BFPC¬†task force. I helped plan and coordinate our MO state BFPC conference this past May 2012. I love what I do. I am so happy to finally have the chance to help breastfeeding moms meet their goals no matter what they may be. I hope to some day work at a medical breastfeeding clinic with some wonderful women to help moms and babies.

The Evans Seven

After trying for way too long, we got pregnant with Gavin. He is our last baby,¬†officially¬†as of¬†December¬†2012. ūüėČ He is the whole family’s baby. Everyone loves him and love playing with him.

Gavin is a pure breastfeeding baby. He loves it and honestly I do not see an end anytime soon. Which I am ok with, but Daddy is questioning me some. I will take care of him later.

When Gavin was born he was huge! Ok huge for me at least! 9 lbs and 7 ozs. He was tired right after birth. He did his rounds with daddy, grandma and big sister. He then spent the rest of the time before going to the nursery skin to skin with mommy.

Of course because he was so big (over 4000 grams) the nurses had to test his blood sugar levels. At birth they were of course fine. He was sleepy and worn out and didn’t really want to latch well at first. He suckled a bit here and there and just as we had reached our 2 hour time limit in the labor and delivery room he got a good latch. Well due to hospital policy he had to go to the nursery and get cleaned up and I was taken to my room. UGH!

Soon after being taken to my room I got a call from the nursery nurse and she informed me that his blood sugar levels were too low and that they were going to have to supplement with formula! I told her No she wasn’t and that she could bring me down a cup feeder and I would express colostrum for her. She was hesitant, but she made her way down to my room. I sat in my bed and hand expressed 15 ml of precious¬†liquid gold for my baby! Much to the nurse’s surprise! I knew this nurse was a “formula” nurse and I was bound and determined to prove her wrong! My mentor and Lactation consultant from that same hospital, Becky came in and was just as happy and surprised I expressed that much on my own! She told the nurse I was a lactation consultant too and to get that milk to my baby!!

Gavin gobbled it up and then was returned to me finally. The nurses were again worried about his temperature¬†later that night and I instructed them to bring me my baby and I would do the skin to skin for him! And sure enough he was fine in the time frame they were concerned about. HA! Boobs rule! ūüôā

The second day was not as productive. I was trying to wake him every 2 hours or so to eat, but he was just not up for it. After 5 hours I kicked everyone out and forced my baby to eat, knowing that they were watching his sugar levels. He was a stubborn lil¬†guy and wasn’t too hungry. Unfortunately¬†because of his stubbornness¬†and the hospital policy his levels were checked and of course they were low. I hand expressed 10 ml again for them, but they did not come up fast enough for the Dr. (Not my dr mind you but one from her office) They told me he had to have some formula. I allowed it only if he was given it via cup! No bottles! I had troubles with another baby with bottles, not happening to this one!

Well because he had 2 bad levels of sugar, he was now on being tested every 3 hours. I was not happy and neither was he! My Dr finally got to see Gavin, in my room mind you! She was still concerned with his levels so she asked me to do something. She asked me to breastfeed as much as he wanted and as often as he wanted, but I would need to follow-up with formula every 3 hours. I could give him as much or as little as he would take and I could offer it via a cup only. As long as his levels stayed up for the next 24 hours that would keep him out of the NICU and with me! Yikes! So we did it. Many a time the nurses wanted to take him back to the nursery to test his levels, but I made them come in my room and test him. One time I even made the nurse check him right after I had latched. I was not letting this baby leave my sight anymore than I had to!

My little latcher!

After messing with the hold a bit and only cup feeding him 5-15 ml at a time he was doing much better. In fact by 12 hours he was barely taking 5 mls as he was full on breast milk and by 18 hours I was given the go ahead to stop the formula! Whew! So glad that was over!

Since coming home Gavin has been the perfect breastfeeder! After only a week we were able to move from the football hold to any which way he wanted! Pumping at work has been a breeze! (Duh I work as an LC of course I am going to pump!) One bout of Mastitis and a well placed baby worked out the plugged duct from Hell!

Creative Nursing!

So happy to say I am still nursing this sweet lil¬†man! He loves his “nummies”, as I call it. He knows when mommy gets home he gets his time with me. Even if he had just eaten. It is our time to reconnect. I know this time is short and I will enjoy every minute of it!

I breastfed! I know, shocker!


I’m still here!


Hello my followers! I am still here and I still have lots to share. I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off. (that’s an image huh?)

Little man is turning 1 soon, the kiddos are getting ready to start back to school and the oldest will be a senior so I am dealing with all that goes with that! Yikes! When did he grow up?

Also at work we have been interviewing for new peer counselors, planning for World Breastfeeding Week, planning a doctor/nurse conference in the end of August, ordering end of year supplies and overall just treading water trying to keep a float.

I just wanted to share with you all I am still here and I am working on a few posts.

Future topics are:

I breastfeed! I know shocker!

Gavin is 1 and I have a Senior! When did that happen?

Do you have other suggestions you want me to write about? I love ideas and it helps get my creative juices flowing!

Thanks again for following and stay tuned for more to come!

~ Kelly

Put a Cover Over Your Head


Ok so in case you didn’t know I work as a breastfeeding peer counselor and lactation consultant for a local WIC agency. Breastfeeding is not only my heart and soul, but my bread and butter as well! I take it very seriously and am very passionate about it! I support breastfeeding moms everywhere! No matter what you think or how you feel about it, breastfeeding saves the economy millions of dollars annually!

Soap Box

I will now get on my soap box! Watch out, you might not like or agree with me on many of these things, but that is what makes the world go round!

I feel that breast milk is the NORMAL form of nutrition for a baby. Babies were born to breastfeed. It is a natural process, but often a learned process for mom and baby. Women have been doing for CENTURIES or mankind would have died out¬†a long time ago! Jesus was breastfed people! The only two people in the world that weren’t able to be breastfed were Adam and Eve, but I am pretty sure God took care of that! So to say that it is gross or disgusting or wrong for baby to breastfeed just gets into my crawl and I will tell you!

I understand in this day and age women are influenced by many a “booby trap“. (Please click on the link and it explains the many booby traps women face on a daily basis here especially in America.)

I have many friends that have breastfed and many that have chosen not to and even many more that have tried unsuccessfully due to many different reasons. My choosing to breastfeed my child and to do it in public whenever he is hungry is not to make you feel guilty because of your certain circumstance why breastfeeding didn’t work for you. And I know if you ask any of my friends that couldn’t or didn’t breastfeed you will hopefully hear a resounding response that I fully support their decision on how they fed their child.

If you don’t like it you can cover your head

God gave you eyes and a brain and the ability¬†to¬†move your neck. If you don’t like what I am doing…LOOK AWAY! I am in no way going to put¬†a cover over my kid’s head to feed. I will in no way¬†feed him in the bathroom. I will in no way make him wait longer because you might feel uncomfortable knowing my baby is eating at the dinner table…on my boob!! It’s food people! It’s very important food! Now I do try to be as discrete as possible when breastfeeding. I’m not stupid, but a 10 month old is very curious about the world around him and if you come talk to me or run by or just make a noise on the other side of the room, he will turn to see what is going on! I am sorry! I try my best to not flash you, but things happen.

If any of this offends you, well you read the title! Cover your head or look away. I am not trying to make a statement. I am trying to feed my baby. Get over yourself!

Formula is not the devil, Formula companies are!

I work at a WIC office and I help many moms with breastfeeding. I have had to help a mom feed her baby that would not latch and she was unable to express milk, pump or hand, and formula was fed to the baby! It happens! (See booby traps though) Formula has its place and is needed for some moms. I understand the fact a baby has to eat and if we don’t have breast milk, formula is a safer alternative. (Now my crunchy friends need to let this one go! I work with a very impoverished community and we have to do what is best at that time for baby!)

I do understand that formula plays a very important part in our society, but I am sorry breastfeeding is the NORM and formula is the abnorm. It is called formula because it used to take a “formula” to make to feed the baby. Now here enters the evil formula company. Please if you are getting upset with me, now is the time to stop reading. I am very adamant¬†that formula companies are very predatory¬†and detrimental to breastfeeding in not only this country, but the world!

The formula companies found a way to make formula easier to mix and packaged it in a nice little container¬†that says, “Just like Mother’s milk”. Here is where I call BULLSHIT!!! (my blog, my words!) Formula is made up of 40ish¬†ingredients that are the same very time baby eats, whether baby needs it at that time or not. Breast milk changes all the time to meet an infants needs. It has 100,000 components¬†to it! So many so that they are unable to identify all of them! Scientists can’t even tell you all that makes up breast milk. Because it is specific to the mom and baby at that time of their¬†life. The milk that a mom makes in the first days is different from¬†the milk she makes in the last days of breastfeeding. The milk she makes in the morning is different from¬†the milk she makes in the evening. The milk she makes at the beginning of a feed is different that at the end of a feed. So never is it the same very time. Can the formula companies do this? Well of course not. I know this and so do they. That is why every other day, ok maybe a bit exaggerate, they find something new to add to say now has XYZ just like breast milk.

Ok on a spectrum here is something to think about.

Or this,

Or even this.

Truth in advertising would be nice right?

Breast milk and formula are different, just admit it formula company! Like I said I have no problem with formula, it is necessary and helps many babies and moms. But when I don’t ask for your “help” I don’t need it!

Do not send me home with a “free” bag of samples of your formula “just in case” you need it. Don’t send me “free” samples in the mail 2 weeks after delivery knowing that my baby is probably going through his first growth spurt and I might be questioning my ability to provide for my baby. He is hungry again and I just fed him one hour ago so I must not have enough for him so I will give him this “free” sample of formula that they so nicely sent me, even though I didn’t ask for it or better yet need it! My baby is hungry because¬†he is growing and I just need to feed him more often until my body catches back up with him. But every time you send me more “free” samples I give it to baby and then he no longer wants to go to the breast because I didn’t let my baby tell my body to make more milk and I no longer have any to give him. He won’t latch because you made me under mind¬†my ability to provide for my baby with the “just in case” sample. These samples are not FREE, they cost you dearly!! They make you question your supply and can very quickly make you really have a supply issue instead of the perceived one you had earlier. Breast milk is made on Supply and Demand.

The more my baby Demands it from my body the more my body will Supply it for him! By not offering the breast and using the bottle, whether breast milk or formula, the order wasn’t given to the brain to make more! So stop giving me the “free” or “just in case” samples, you are not helping. Don’t send those “free” samples to third world countries that have compromised water supplies and the only thing that is keeping those babies alive is the breast milk from their mothers! Giving those moms just enough “free” samples to tank their supply and have to buy your “free” formula. NESTLE!!!!


I feel that Nestle is one of the worst when it comes to predatory formula companies. Just do a google search on Bad nestle or anything like it and you will find tons of information on why this company is bad for babies!

Step Down

Ok it is time for me to step down and get off the soap box. I warned you before you started reading and I gave you plenty of chances to stop reading. I have strong feelings about breastfeeding and support moms where they are at! (Meeting a mom where she is at, is a common message taught in my line of work) If this had upset or offended you at any point I cannot say I am sorry. These are my thoughts and how I feel. Remember this is what makes the world go round. I choose to not purchase Nestle products and I go out of my way to avoid as many as I can. (the list is redonkuless!!! In case you were wondering)

If you are still reading, thank you for listening! Thanks for being the open-minded¬†friend or follower that you are. Now go out and help a breastfeeding mom! Smile at the mom nursing her little one on the park bench. recognize¬†the mom with the baby under a blanket as doing what is right for her and her child. High five the woman who just whips it out and feeds her baby! It is not about her right to breastfeed, it is about her child’s right to eat! Get out there and make a difference!

~ Kelly