Do all you can, and God will do the Rest...
So, the past couple of weeks have been quite the struggle for me and little Dylan…well, feeding him, that is. And it all started when we went on our little 2-week Getaway a couple of weeks ago. Before we left on our trip, breastfeeding was great, a breeze in fact! I never thought I would like doing it before I had Dylan, and from the first time I did it, I fell absolutely in love with it. I knew from that first time that I would want to do it for as long as possible, which was hopefully a year. Anyways, so I had probably given Dylan a total of maybe 5 bottles in that time (the first month and a half he was alive) and he was great with switching back and forth between me and the bottle. Then, when we decided to take our vacation, we stared giving our little man bottles a few times a day, since I didn’t want to stop and feed him while we were driving to St. George, or in the middle of a hike in Zion’s, or while we were up in Snowbird or wherever we were. Bottles were jus...