Do you really want to breastfeed?

I am a good enough mother. And I didn’t breastfeed. Not during the first three years, not during the first three months. In fact, I was breast-feeding for barely three days. After three days, a miracle happened. For the first time I noticed the beautiful eyes of me eldest daughter. This had been one of the happiest days of my life. It happened thanks to the fact I decided to stop breastfeeding her. In the first three days of her life all I saw was the nape of a small neck attached to my wounded nipple for long, exhausting, futile hours. Suddenly, when I fed her from a bottle, I discovered she has wonderful eyes. For the first time I felt that I had a baby, and not a problem that needed...