WhyNot, I think that day is more likely to come once BF is more readily accepted in public and when those who are um, somewhat militant about BF back off a bit. No new mother likes to be put on the defensive re her choices for her baby. We can encourage and educated, but after that, we must not push too hard. There are too many stories re LLL and bad interactions; too many parenting boards where bottle is seen as Teh Evil etc. These women feel marginalized, resentful and angry and rightly so, IMO. It’s sort of like smoking–those who do it, know it’s bad for them, but treating them like common criminals solves nothing. I am not equating formula with smoking, just trying to make a point.
I think most women are willing to try BF (those that can) these days. I am probably out of touch, but I think they at least consider it. That is progress over the past 18 years (when my daughter was born). Even if they only give baby the colostrum, that’s still a step up.
I also am glad to see that the whole “getting pain relief when you’re in labor is a bad, bad thing and you’re a bad mother to even think about it” meme seems to be dying (but of course, now there are too many Csecxns!). I never had an epidural, but I would have taken one, if it had been offered (long story). In my “Lamaze” class (which was useless–I’m sure there are Lamaze classes and teachers who are great and very helpful and do make an impact on labor, mine did not), there was a battle between those who wanted “natural” childbirth and those who wanted to be snowed. As if those were the only 2 choices.
I’m a middle grounder by nature, so I didn’t fit into either camp. BF vs bottle strikes me the same way. It would be nice to have it swing the way you describe, but it will take time–mothers being role models for daughters (my mother, a labor and delivery nurse, bottle fed all 5 of us), consumers demanding better health care education etc. Time will tell.
Other bad advice I got as a young mom included strangers coming up to me to tell me what I could do about Daughter’s left foot that turned in a bit. Our pediatrician had said that by age 7 she’d be fine and no worries. He was right. That didn’t stop another doctor (NOT my doctor) from trying to get me to let her examine Daughter (this while we were in the waiting room for ME to see MY doc–I had brought Daughter because I had an appt and no babysitter. Other doc–the pediatrician in this group practice–saw her left foot and wanted to talk to me about surgery. She had mistaken us for her pts, I guess. Weird. I finally had to tell her we were NOT her pts to get her to leave me alone!)
One of my favorite grandparent stories is from a friend of mine: she got to Grandma’s house to pick up her girls, only to find that her girls were drinking Hershey’s syrup right out of the bottle. Confronting her parents about this, she was told “if we don’t let them, they cry.”
I love that story.
Unbelievable.