Since welcoming twins into our lives last year, I made it my mission to breastfeed them. While I respect each parent’s feeding choices, breastfeeding has always been my firm decision, fueled by a bit of stubbornness.
Since June, countless friends, family members, and healthcare professionals have urged me to consider formula. I’ve faced criticism, been labeled selfish, and left conversations questioning whether I could provide enough nourishment. The challenges of breastfeeding, from clogged ducts to latching issues, compounded the stress. Yet, my love for nursing and the knowledge that my boys have thrived on breast milk has kept me going.
Everything changed when I received my first donor milk. I had bronchitis and was in the ER when my cousin, who also has twins, overnighted 17 ounces of milk to me. This gift helped me through a day of illness, dehydration, and exhaustion. It was a lifeline when I needed it most.
Then, at a community event, a high school friend approached me with an offer. Initially hesitant, I accepted, overwhelmed with gratitude. She brought milk to my home in handy 3-to-4-ounce bags just when my boys needed it during a growth spurt. I couldn’t have managed that week without her generosity.
As if that wasn’t enough, my best friend, who had just had her baby, began dropping off bags of her milk along with coffee — a true testament to friendship. Whenever I need a little extra, she’s quick to help out.
A stranger from Facebook also reached out, discovering me through Human Milk 4 Human Babies. I picked up a generous supply of rich, creamy milk that filled me with emotion. Accepting this gift meant nourishment for my boys and a reminder that I wasn’t alone in this journey.
I recognize that not everyone is comfortable with sharing or receiving milk. For me, these donations represented support during a challenging time. Motherhood is tough, and nursing can feel isolating. To the wonderful women in my life who contributed, thank you. You may not realize how much your kindness has meant to me.
You didn’t know that I often feel inadequate, stretched thin between two babies, my daughter, and my supportive husband. You didn’t know that I’ve been judged for my choices, questioned for not following the same path as others, or that a nurse told me not to be upset if my twins needed formula right after their birth. You didn’t know that I celebrate when my sons stay above the 5th percentile in weight or that I’ve shed tears over these struggles.
I’m grateful for the peace of mind that came when I opened my freezer to find bags of milk waiting for us. You didn’t know. Now you do.
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Summary: My experience as a twin mom has been defined by the invaluable support of breast milk donations, which helped me through the challenges of breastfeeding. Despite facing societal pressures and personal doubts, the kindness of friends and strangers alike has been a source of strength and nourishment for my family.