While I empathize and jump into the fray of mommy-wars with comments every now and then, I have to admit, I have never encountered negative reactions to how I feed my kids or discipline my kids (although the lady trying to 'help' while X threw a massive tantrum because I left him in ski boots for too long can suck it.)
I didn't want to try to bf as an adoptive mom for several reasons. One, it takes a long ass time to get that milk going. What was I going to do, pump for a year and half while we waited for a match? Two, the process of inducing lactation often includes pharmaceutical drugs to try to trick your body into thinking it's pregnant. Hell no. I've messed with my hormones quite enough thank you. Three, I wouldn't produce enough milk to exclusively bf, and would end up supplementing with formula anyway. Four, my body already failed me in a spectacular way, and I didn't want to find out if it would fail me once again. That being said, yes, I stuck both babies on a boob out of curiosity. It was awkward and weird, and neither one of them showed any interest. It was probably awkward because while I see bf'ing as the go to feeding source for a baby birthed by that woman, I have a bit of a mental block against bf'ing someone else's baby. Logically, I know that the concept of wet nursing has been around for ever, but emotionally, it was too much of a leap for me.
Maybe I turn the blinders on when out in public, but I have never encountered someone who just walked up to me and told me I was feeding my baby poison or some such nonsense. I pull the bottle out, take out my little container of formula, blithely mix it together, stick the bottle into baby's mouth and voila, he's fed. I sometimes glance around to see if I'm getting any side-eye, but I have yet to catch any. I consider myself lucky, and admitedly surround myself with like-minded people. I have noticed some differences between parenting styles among my friends and family (obviously, we are all different people), but that's to be expected. For the most part, there aren't glaring differences and in discussions I've never felt like someone was judging how I parent. Perhaps that changes when the kids start going to elementary school? Guess I'll find out in a year and a half.
Ok, now that was just crazy. In a year and a half X will be going to kindergarten. Wow.