I have met many a mom who lost the breastfeeding battle and it's easier for them to write off the benefits then to admit that it didn't work for them and they had to go to second best. Her not winning doesn't make breastfeeding benefits marginal.
So breastfeeding is a battle that you win or lose? Umm, I don't think so....
This is wear I stand on all of this. DS23 was adopted when he was three, so he was circumcised already and I would've done it anyway if I had him as an infant. He had all his vacs and was fine; nobody was talking about autism then. Despite a really rough beginning (birthmom was abusive) he has grown into an amazing young adult, just graduated from college, is caring, empathetic, very involved in volunteer work. Kids are really resilient!
DD7 is my biological child. Having never parented an infant, I had to follow my instincts. It's still trial and error. I didn't know much about AP when she was born. I didn't see too many people using slings seven years ago, but I carried her in a Baby Bjorn until I realized how much she hated it. It killed my back too. She had all her immunizations. I'm not totally against them, but if I could do it over I would do things differently. There is no need for the aggressive schedule inflicted on babies. She did not need a hepatitis B shot when she was one day old. Some of the shots could definitely be delayed. She has autism. Was it caused by the vacs? I don't know, and NOBODY ELSE KNOWS EITHER. So unless you're a researcher who has found the definitive cause or causes of autsim, don't state as a fact that it's not caused by vacs.
We had no intention of co-sleeping, but one time that first week at home she just couldn't stop crying, so we took her in our bed, and we could not sleep for fear of rolling onto her. That defeated our purpose, which was for everyone to get some sleep. She slept in her crib pulled right up against our bed, so close I could reach into the crib and hold her little hand. That's kind of like co-sleeping to me. When she was six months old we started putting her down for naps in a crib in her own room, which suited her just fine. As she got older and we weren't afraid of rolling over on her we tried to have her sleep with us when she was sick, but she was attached to her own bed then. Now, at age seven I wish I could get her back in her own bed. She has severe anxiety and has discovered she likes being with us at night after all.
While I was pregnant I had every intention of breastfeeding. I took the classes, read all the books, and thought it would be simple. My friends were supportive, my family didn't care either way, but my in-laws were horrified. I can't blame them. That's the way they were raised. I'm not going to call them stupid or ignorant. I remember my sister-in-law saying she hoped I wouldn't "whip it out" at Thanksgiving dinner. I just laughed. When DD was born there were difficulties right from the beginning. She just couldn't maintain a latch. I had lactation consultants come in several times a day at the hospital. I was doing everything right, but it wasn't working. I had had a C-section but left the hospital a day early so that I could really work on nursing at home, finding it so difficult in the hospital where she was always being taken to the nursery for something. It went downhill from there. She was already losing too much weight, and the pediatrician wanted to see her just two days later to check her weight. By then she had already lost more than 10% of her birth weight, and the pediatrician said I needed to supplement. She was so weak, it took her a whole day just to get a few sips from a bottle. I continued to pump, intending to give her mostly breastmilk, and I still tried to get her to latch on. Didn't work. I could never get more than an ounce at a time when I pumped. I was eating right and drinking plenty of liquids, but there just wasn't enough milk. I got mastitis, and that was it for me. I am a stubborn person who just hates to give up on anything, and I would've nursed right through mastitis if there had been enough milk to make it worthwhile. I felt regret that it didn't work, but not guilt. My daughter was thriving on formula and I was ready to move on. I wasn't ready for the onslaught of crap thrown my way by the breastfeeding Nazis, from the not-so-subtle hints to the obvious critical remarks about not trying hard enough or long enough. Umm, my daughter was starving to death. If I had tried any longer I would've had a dead baby. The little remarks made by my in-laws during my pregnancy were NOTHING compared to what I endured from the breastfeeding fanatics. Most of this was coming from so-called friends. But even total strangers made rude remarks. While I was waiting to get tires put on my car a middle-aged man yelled at me for giving DD a bottle when breastfeeding was better. I was too shocked to respond. And it didn't end there. When my daughter was diagnosed with autism a couple of years later, a "friend" hinted that she probably wouldn't have autism if I had continued to breastfeed. Needless to say we're not friends anymore.
Despite my experience, I still think breastfeeding is wonderful, and if I had had any more children I would've tried again. But I will NEVER judge anyone for their choice. I believe there are real benefits to breastfeeding, but like another poster said, formula isn't battery acid. I have absolutely no problem with extended breastfeeding. The only thing I do have a problem with is the bashing of people's personal choices. I see it coming form both sides, but in my own experience it's coming more from people like the one quoted above, who make others who share her beliefs look really bad.