On the breastfeeding issue, you all are lucky you are having babies now. In 1975 when my daughter was born, I had to search for a pediatrician who was supportive. No one thought it was a good idea, so I joined LeLeche League in Wichita, and dug in my heels. (I have, on occasion, been accused of being just the tiniest bit stubborn.) My DH was not supportive, so I took his farm magazines out of the bathroom and left pro-breastfeeding/pro cloth diapering propaganda where he would read it. He came around. My daughter is breastfeeding her second (month old) baby right now, and as I watched her with Benny, I realized that her support system is much more complete than mine was. Virtually all her friends breast feed (fed) their kids, and her husband and his family are all supportive (ex-hippies, all). I can't even imagine how awful it would be to have to get out of a warm bed in the middle of the night to heat up formula (I know, I wasn't supposed to bring her to bed to nurse, either, but it worked for me).