#breastfed

​If you walked into a room full of adults today, could you point out which ones were breastfed and which ones were formula-fed?​

The answer is a simple no.

As adults and humans, we are a product of our environment, our education, and the love we received—not just what was in our bottles or at the breast as an infant.​

Stop the mom-shaming.

Whether it’s by choice or by necessity, how a baby is fed doesn't determine their future.

Fed is Best.

Mommy!Wanda x Little!Reader

Summary: Reader just wants her mommy's milk and skin to skin contact but is too little to verbally ask.

Warnings: Lactation, breastfeeding, fluff

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Your sitting on Wanda's lap facing her with your head on her shoulder. For the past couple of minutes you've been squirming a lot and pulling on the hem of her shirt up, trying to take it off of her.

"Baby girl are you okay, do you want some food?" She asked and you shook her head whining. "Are you sleepie, do you want to have a nap?" You shook your head again. If she takes you to your guy's room for the nap, that means your further away from her. "Well what's wrong baby, can you tell mommy?"

You started to whine louder and grip her shirt harder starting to pull at it a little aggressive then you were before. "Stop baby your startin to hurt me" you whined and stopped pulling but then moved and started to try and slide your head up her shirt from the bottom. "Ok hunny what are you doing. Can you tell mommy how old you are right now" she asked and took your head out of under her shirt. You shook your head and started to pull her shirt down from where her boobs are.

"Okay baby girl if your not going to tell me can you try and act out what you want? I can't understand the whining" Wanda said. You thought hard of how to do so until you thought of something. You pulled your shirt off and through it to the other side of the couch. Then started to pull at Wanda's shirt again.

"You want me to take my shirt off?" You nodded your head and she smiled and took it off revealing her bare breasts. You immediately sunk back ontop of her body and started to suck on one of her nipples getting the sweet taste of her milk into your mouth.

"Is this all you wanted baby? Mommy's milk and skin to skin contact?" Wanda asked you while rubbing your back in a circular motion. You nodded your head while you suckle and run your hands softly on her stumoch as a sort of automatic reaction to nursing.

She has her own room, toddler bed, toys galore... I made her room to be her oasis, her relaxing place! She won't even nap in there, it's basically my laundry folding room/ workout room. I then moved her toddler bed to my room and placed it next to my bed. I figured maybe she was just scared and would sleep better if I was near by. BIG FAT NOPE. She wakes up looking for me, crying. So naturally I bring her into my bed. Now I don't even bother.

I love my baby, but I dont sleep right. She snuggles up so close to me that I worry about her getting too hot, so I don't cover up. Eli puts the AC super cold and I freeze all night. Plus she hates blankets.

I just dont know what to do. She's almost 2 and I would love for her to sleep on her bed. It's ok if it's in my room but on her own bed... but the crying drives me nuts and I can't do that to her. I just need sleep. Like a good, long, open and stretched out sleep!!!