This is not about photos. This is not about who has it worse. This is not even about breastfeeding and formula-feeding anymore. It's about how we view motherhood as a competition, how the powers that be monopolize on this competition and how the media loves to encourage it
We need to open an honest dialogue about the first raw days of new parenthood and how we can help each other through it. That can start by acknowledging the offensive and hurtful things we sometimes say to each other.
The only thing I regret is not having given more thought to the surgeon's warning that as a result of the surgery, I may lose my ability to breastfeed. I was 18. Childrearing seemed decades away. They'll be able to fix that by then, I thought.