When you’re pregnant, there is this comfort that your babies are safe and getting everything they need inside. Then you deliver and it’s like, 'Oh my gosh, I need to figure out what they want, what they need, how do I keep them safe?'
I took a breastfeeding for twins class, so my intention was to breastfeed as much as I could. I set a three-month goal.
My milk didn’t come in immediately and we used some donor milk at the hospital. I was on prescription meds after having a C-section, everything was hazy and foggy, but we kept trying to breastfeed. One of my baby girls latched easily, whereas my other daughter was very angry when she got hungry so it was very stressful to get her to latch. I ended up pumping most of the time.
I was very fortunate that I overproduced milk and that made it easier for people to help us out. It was a really great situation in the beginning.
When I went back to work after almost six months, I had a frozen stash and it worked out for a couple of months. As they got bigger, their bottles got bigger and we ended up having to supplement with formula. We kept adding more little by little. I stopped pumping when they were eight months.
I did everything to give them the best start. With food, it was organic, tasty, healthy, no sugar, no color, etc. then when it came to formula I was like, 'I don’t even know what’s supposed to be in here?' That was scary.