My entire outlook on life changed with the birth of my 3rd daughter. My breastfeeding to formula plan had worked so well before I was going to do it again. My 3rd was my puker though. Right from birth she projectiled yellow vomit everywhere. She nursed sround the clock. She cried and fussed around the clock too. It seemed like she was throwing up on me as often as she was nursing. At 2 weeks I started my formula plan. Before she was born I had stocked up on formula and bought more bottles. I used the same formula I had before. A big difference was she wouldn't take it. It would take me 10-20minutes for her to get 1oz in and then it would all come up again in addition to the puking she was doing before. By the time she was 3 weeks old I'd had enough of the yellow projectile vomiting(which btw, the nurses at the hospital told me upon discharge would only last another 1-2 days). So off to the dr we went. I tried giving her formula in the waiting room but again to no avail. She puked on me as we were walking down the hall to the exam room, it was to be the last time she puked yellow. It just turned white after that. Dr. K thought she was maybe lactose intolerant so we did stool samples. If the stool samples had not turned up positive for a sensitivity to dairy he would have sent her for testing for Pyloric Stenosis. Her levels were at +2, he told me if it would have been a +3 or +4 it would be a full allergy but she would outgrow this. Now before anyone jumps on me about a breastfeeding baby not being able to be lactose intolerant because of the difference between cows milk and breast milk, she was lactose intolerant to the Dairy I was taking and thus getting into her through the breastmilk not the breastmilk itself. I was still determined to use my plan of breastfeeding to formula so I cut out all dairy and hidden dairies(which is in everything) and bought lactose free formula. That ended up being another $10 down the drain because she couldn't handle that either. Soy was never an option, it's use as a baby formula scares me. I sold all the formula and bottles on eBay making a slight profit and settled in to becoming a strictly breastfeeding mother. Nursing in public became second nature and by the end of our nursing I was prepared and ready for any comments, it never happened though. I have a few friends who still bug me about how before when I had my first I was never going to breastfeed beyond 9months, then I ended up being an extended breastfeeding mother. I nursed Nadia until she was 16months. It wasn't without it's battles though. She'd had several problems with food not agreeing with her. It took several tries to find a cereal she could tolerate, she didn't take solids until she was 9 1/2months, she did become my 2nd and worst baby in not gaining weight, she was diagnosed with reflux at 8 months and put on Zantac for it(she should have been on it several months earlier). At 12months she was labelled failure to thrive, she was a whopping 16lbs 2oz at 1 year. I weaned her from breastfeeding in August 2003 at 16 months. It was bittersweet, on the 1 hand I wanted to have my body back but on the other I wasn't sure if I was ready or not. 2 months later I wished I had not quit. It has now been a year and I still wish I had not quit. In June 2004, 10months after she quit, she started asking for it again. When she asks I offer it, she doesn't latch on but puckers her lips and puts them to the nipple. She then back away says yummies are done and asks for the other side. Most often he does it for comfort through my shirt she will lay down on me as if she was nursing in the cradle hold and presses her face into my breast. I know some people think it's weird or wrong, but I will not deprive my daughter of her comfort.