About two weeks after her birth, my husband found me within her nursery weeping in the rocker, desperately trying to get her to latch. He promptly got a bottle, handed it to me and spoke three words: “Feed your daughter”.
"I just read...your emails. I cried when I read the first one. Thank you for your stories, I'm learning that I'm not alone". - Cindy B.
"I am very thankful for your emails. It made me see a light somewhere in the near future. It gave me hope and made me stronger..." - Nahlah
"Thank you for sharing your story with me. By the time I finished I was in tears. It's such a relief to know we're not the first family to deal with this" - Gillian B.
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