Monday, September 22, 2008

Manic Monday - Formula


This week’s Manic Monday word is formula. When you’re a mom with young children, only one thing comes to mind – baby formula. Dude! No one ever told me how expensive that stuff is. When I had a baby and got to the point where I wasn’t breastfeeding (and let’s be honest, it wasn’t long), I about hyperventilated when I saw the price of formula.

Then after going through the emotional (and painful) hell of stopping the breastfeeding and switching to formula, you get the “looks” from all the other moms because you’re not breastfeeding. Or even better than the looks, the comments! Grrrr. . . I would get very annoyed with other women commenting on my breastfeeding, or lack thereof.

There are definite benefits to the formula – the biggest of which is that you don’t have to get up every single time in the middle of the night with the baby. Men can bottle feed babies with formula, too!!! Oh yeah!!

Eric and I were actually discussing this today. With the money we spent in formula and diapers, we could take a freaking cruise around Hawaii. I know some women who miss that baby phase. And okay, there is a part of me that does. However, now that everyone in my house eats regular food and wears regular underpants, I am jumping for freaking joy!!!


6 comments:

Desert Songbird said...

My older child was a "both" baby (breast and formula). One thing I noticed - that baby poop from formula smelled three times as bad!

Gayle said...

I HATED the comments! Yes, I would have breast-fed forever had it worked out. As is I am a five-time failure.

Alice said...

None of my babies used formula... and none of my babies are human, hahaha. Okay, the parrot talks like a human, and walks on 2 legs... but that's as close as she comes.

Happy MM... and have a great week.

Helen E.M. Wright said...

My husband talked me into nursing by figuring out how many pairs of shoes I could get with the money instead of spending it on formula.

...still waiting on those shoes!

kristi said...

I seriously cried when I finally stopped buying diapers. I was so happy.

Of course my son was way past 3 years old. He was a BIG BOY and in the largest size of diapers made.

Mo said...

Of course, that means no more freaky-ass diaper pics from you!