Kitana2010
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From the day I found out I was pregnant, I was 100% CERTAIN I would breastfeed. My mother fed me formula for selfish reasons (she was afraid of saggy breasts) and ignored all of the benefits of breast milk. I wanted to be better than that, and give my baby a healthy start on life!
However.. all of that is changing now.. James will be 3 days old tomorrow, and I don't think I can do this..
From his first feeding, we were having terrible trouble. By the night of day 2, things took a terrible turn.
I am not making enough milk (or colostrom -sp?) and my son was starving. He lost a total of 8.5% weight by day 2, and was crying non-stop for hours. At 3am, I nursed for 2 straight hours - had him fall asleep on me many times, but I "encouraged" him to stay awake only to have him scream bloody murder when I placed him back in his cart.
The lactation consultant (or as my husband now calls her, the nipple nazi) came in and bullied and harrassed me. Made me feel like a terrible mother for being concerned about his weight and crying and asking to SUPPLEMENT with formula for that night.
"Your making enough milk, he's just at that age where he will cluster feed. This is normal. And its unfair of you to take away your milk from him for your own convenience" she barked. I asked her if I could pump in between, in hopes my milk would come in faster and she huffed and puffed and stormed out to bring in a pump.
She gave me a brief tutorial and (she did not say this directly, but IMPLIED) to not ask her for a bottle again, and to stop being such a wimp. By the end of our 30min session, I was distraught and crying uncontrollably. I felt as tho I was starving my son, and I had only been a mother for 2 days and already felt like a terrible mother for even ASKING for formula. My husband was so angry at her. He could see my pain, and asked ME what I wanted to do. I told him I would soldier on.
I tried the pump several times thru-out the night and next day - nothing, not even a drop. I continued to nurse my son while I was in the hospital, and he continued to scream for hours and hours until he would cry himself to sleep. By day 3 (discharge day) my husband stormed into the nursery and demanded a bottle.. nipple nazi caught wind and paid us another visit.
While nursing my son, she stormed into the room and asked if I had nursed yet from my left breast. I told her no, I had just started with the right. She GRABBED my left nipple and squeezed so hard I cried out. Nothing came out. She glared at me, and told me I must not be nursing right. I SHOULD be making milk, and stayed in the room with me squeezing and pumping my breast until a few small drops came out. Satisified, she praised herself and scolded me and left.. with red, sore and very bruised nipples.
We're home now, and my nipples are so raw.. the thought of putting my son up to them makes me cringe, and even the gentle (by comparison) pump seems like a torture device.
At my emotional end, I broke out the emergency can of instant formula a dear friend had got me "just in case" a few months prior to my sons birth and fed him.
The entire time he was eating, I was crying. I felt like a failure, like I was poisoning my son.. I burped him many many times, fearing he would get gassy and be in pain. So many nightmares ran thru my mind.. I was making it harder for him poo, I was disrupting his digestion, I was depriving him of my anti-bodies.. Even as he coo'd, burped and peacefully fell into a satifisied milk induced coma, I felt horrible.
My point for this long rant.. am I really so terrible for wanting to combo feed my son? At least until my milk comes in? I need advice from REAL women and not angry old nurses who make me feel like an idiot.
I understand it IS difficult to breast feed after he's had a bottle. There was an obvious change in him. It was harder to get him to latch on as before, however still manageable. And I always nurse him for 15min per breast BEFORE I feed him formula, than pump about 20mins later.. but I'm still not making more than a few drops..
What would you do in my situation? My husband is angry that I feel so guilty about this, and my family things I'm being silly.. perhaps its just the baby blues.. but this is my first child. I want to do things right for him!
However.. all of that is changing now.. James will be 3 days old tomorrow, and I don't think I can do this..
From his first feeding, we were having terrible trouble. By the night of day 2, things took a terrible turn.
I am not making enough milk (or colostrom -sp?) and my son was starving. He lost a total of 8.5% weight by day 2, and was crying non-stop for hours. At 3am, I nursed for 2 straight hours - had him fall asleep on me many times, but I "encouraged" him to stay awake only to have him scream bloody murder when I placed him back in his cart.
The lactation consultant (or as my husband now calls her, the nipple nazi) came in and bullied and harrassed me. Made me feel like a terrible mother for being concerned about his weight and crying and asking to SUPPLEMENT with formula for that night.
"Your making enough milk, he's just at that age where he will cluster feed. This is normal. And its unfair of you to take away your milk from him for your own convenience" she barked. I asked her if I could pump in between, in hopes my milk would come in faster and she huffed and puffed and stormed out to bring in a pump.
She gave me a brief tutorial and (she did not say this directly, but IMPLIED) to not ask her for a bottle again, and to stop being such a wimp. By the end of our 30min session, I was distraught and crying uncontrollably. I felt as tho I was starving my son, and I had only been a mother for 2 days and already felt like a terrible mother for even ASKING for formula. My husband was so angry at her. He could see my pain, and asked ME what I wanted to do. I told him I would soldier on.
I tried the pump several times thru-out the night and next day - nothing, not even a drop. I continued to nurse my son while I was in the hospital, and he continued to scream for hours and hours until he would cry himself to sleep. By day 3 (discharge day) my husband stormed into the nursery and demanded a bottle.. nipple nazi caught wind and paid us another visit.
While nursing my son, she stormed into the room and asked if I had nursed yet from my left breast. I told her no, I had just started with the right. She GRABBED my left nipple and squeezed so hard I cried out. Nothing came out. She glared at me, and told me I must not be nursing right. I SHOULD be making milk, and stayed in the room with me squeezing and pumping my breast until a few small drops came out. Satisified, she praised herself and scolded me and left.. with red, sore and very bruised nipples.
We're home now, and my nipples are so raw.. the thought of putting my son up to them makes me cringe, and even the gentle (by comparison) pump seems like a torture device.
At my emotional end, I broke out the emergency can of instant formula a dear friend had got me "just in case" a few months prior to my sons birth and fed him.
The entire time he was eating, I was crying. I felt like a failure, like I was poisoning my son.. I burped him many many times, fearing he would get gassy and be in pain. So many nightmares ran thru my mind.. I was making it harder for him poo, I was disrupting his digestion, I was depriving him of my anti-bodies.. Even as he coo'd, burped and peacefully fell into a satifisied milk induced coma, I felt horrible.
My point for this long rant.. am I really so terrible for wanting to combo feed my son? At least until my milk comes in? I need advice from REAL women and not angry old nurses who make me feel like an idiot.
I understand it IS difficult to breast feed after he's had a bottle. There was an obvious change in him. It was harder to get him to latch on as before, however still manageable. And I always nurse him for 15min per breast BEFORE I feed him formula, than pump about 20mins later.. but I'm still not making more than a few drops..
What would you do in my situation? My husband is angry that I feel so guilty about this, and my family things I'm being silly.. perhaps its just the baby blues.. but this is my first child. I want to do things right for him!