No bottles please!

My 11-month old baby has been exclusively breastfed until a few weeks ago. Shame I got so busy and stressed out I could not cram in expressing milk into my toxic schedule. My milk supply has gotten so low ( no worries, I will re-lactate this summer and be back to exclusive breastfeeding). While I do this blog, he is sleeping soundly next to me. At times, he would whimper his cutest little cry and I would jump into his side and shower him with kisses to make him go back to sleep. And just a moment ago, when he cried, I offered him a bottle of expressed breast milk, to my surprise, he shoved it away from his face and fumbled for my breast. I tried to give him the bottle again and again and, well, well, no avail.

I got the message.

NO BOTTLES PLEASE, mom!
Location: Cagayan de Oro, Philippines

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