Before Reegan, I was not about the breastfeeding life. Sure, I was working with a company that helps promote lactation with an amazing on-the-go formula, but I myself didn’t think I would last more than 2 weeks nursing. Something about the mouth on boob thing secretly freaked me out. And I didn’t want to be “one of those moms” with her kids hand down her shirt. I’m not a boob person. When I had a flat chest, I still thought I had too much boobage. Not into it. I took the classes, but I was really just prepping to say “Look I tried.” Then Reegs was born. And it was the most natural thing in the world. Full convert.