hello there, mind if i join in?
i have just in the last few days found this thread, and have just finished reading everyone's stories, and don't mind admitting to a few tears. it's so upsetting that all any of us have done is try to do the best for our babies, and yet we feel so much guilt. i had started to get used to the way things were, but since my 'breastfeeding' journey very recently ended i am having a bit of a relapse. i'd like to share my story, if that is ok.
i think that the way hayden's birth went has contributed to my feelings of guilt - i also feel like a failure for not being able to give birth to my son, but also guilty becasue i still wonder if i could have made a different choice. it's a long story and not for here, but i had a c-section, because i had polyhydramnois and my consultant suggested induction at a week overdue, because of the risk of cord prolapse. this failed spectacularly and the consultant gave me the option of c-section, or wait for natural labour. i was so terrified of cord prolapse, i chose c-section.
i was able to hold and bf hayden within about an hour of him being born, and he seemed to latch well and fed for ages. however, by the next day i was certain his latch wasn't right, as feeding was painful and my nipples were already starting to crack. i had the opposite experience to some on here - i think every midwife on the ward tried to help, but they all said the latch looked fine, and that things would settle down as bf was established. and they did consider the possibility of tongue tie, and he was checked. after a couple of days i went home, and continued to bf. hayden was thriving, and wasn't feeding unduly often, but it was still so painful, i was sure the latch wasn't right, but no matter how many times i tried to relatch it made no difference, so in the end i stopped trying and just let him carry on feeding while i cried in pain.
when my milk came in on day 4 i thought my boobs would explode! the pain of engorgement on top of it all was too much to bear, and i decided to express, and cup fed hayden the ebm as i wanted to avoid bottles. we did this on and off for a couple of days, until the engorgement settled and i felt brave enough to bf again. on day 5 hayden was weighed - he had lost a little weight, but not much and the midwife was happy.
on day 6 we took hayden out for the first time - a trip to mothercare and to register his birth. at mothercare i fed him in the nursing room and felt so proud as i chatted to the other mum in there, who was very impressed that i was braving public bf so early. then off we went to register him. i remember being close to tears in pain - my boobs felt like they were being stabbed by hundreds of tiny, sharp knives. it was october, and i put it down to the cold. the next day at bedtime i started to feel really unwell, and went to bed early. i expressed some milk, so hubby could feed him overnight.
in the morning i was worse - i was hot and cold, shivering, and everything hurt, not just my boobs. by that time my nipples were not sore and cracked - they were open, bleeding wounds. i called the midwife, who came to see me that morning. she took one look at me and diagnosed mastitis. she called the gp and they agreed to prescribe antibiotics, which hubby fetched. she also offered to help with latching hayden - i got myself ready, and she got hayden into position, but when he got close i flinched and started to cry - i couldn't bear the thought of feeding him and that made me feel like such a terrible mother. the midwife also weighed hayden, certain that he would have lost more weight, but he was already back up to his birthweight and more! i carried on expressing, and hubby was brilliant, and continued to cup feed him - i was determined that when i healed i would start again. the midwife wanted to keep an eye on me and came back in the afternoon - i was much worse, and she arranged for me to see the gp, who admitted me to hospital, also suspecting an endometrial infection.
i was in hospital for 6 days on various iv antibiotics, and continued to express, but using one of their double pumps. the first night when i was admitted i cried myself to sleep because the midwife took hayden for the night to let me rest, but i had not expressed any milk, so he had formula. i had failed. determined to put it right, i pumped as much as i possibly could and after that night he only ever had ebm, still by cup. during my stay i saw loads more midwives, bf supporters and the bf specialist midwife, and i did try to bf so they could check the latch, but no-one could see a problem. again, he was checked for tongue tie. at one point i had 2 bf supporters trying to help me latch, but they just left because they had run out of ideas. so they arranged for me to borrow a pump the same as the one i had been using in hospital.
for the first week after we went home we continued to cup feed, and once i had healed i continued to try to bf, but it was just the same and my nipples quickly became painful again. i was crying through every attempt to bf, and dreading hayden waking for his next feed. hayden was not enjoying his feeds, and didn't seem to be satisfied by them. we knew we couldn't go on like that and i agreed to start giving the ebm by bottle. hayden and hubby were much happier, but i felt like such a failure. i continued to try to latch him, but it was still painful, so i started to do it less and less often, until hayden seemed to forget what the breast was for and it broke my heart to even try. so i became an exclusive expresser.
i never had problems with low supply - in fact the opposite. by the time hayden was a couple of months old i was expressing twice as much milk as he was drinking. i started to get lots of blocked ducts - they mostly cleared after a couple of pumps, but then i had one which wouldn't clear - my gp refererred me to the breast clinic where they diagnosed a breast abcess, and drained fluid from it. it took a couple of months, lots of antibiotics, and a couple more drains to clear it, and the right breast never produced as much milk after that. the doctor told me there might be permanent damage to the breast tissue. it was only then that a little research led me to the conclusion that over-supply was probably the problem all along. the latch was wrong, but looked right, because he would latch ok, but then as soon as my let-down kicked in he clamped down on the breast to try to slow it down. and because the supply was so good, even a poor latch got him plenty of milk, so he had no need to change it. the poor latch led to the nipple damage, which led to the mastitis. and i discovered blocked ducts and abcesses are strongly associated with over-supply. i'm not sure anything would have been different had someone suspected it earlier, but i can't help but wonder.
so, i slowed down the pumping. it was really hard to see my supply decreasing, even though i was still getting plenty of milk for him, but the blocked ducts became less frequent and i finally had some time to spend with my baby. when hayden reached 6 months the bf support group asked for their pump back, so i started to wind down the pumping even more, using my own single pump. we started to use up the (vast!) stock in the freezer. and just over 2 weeks ago i stopped pumping altogether. he still gets frozen ebm, and will for a while yet, but it is combined with formula, as the frozen stock will eventually run out and we want to wean him onto it gradually.
so now i am feeling the guilt all over again, because i have chosen to stop pumping. to make matters worse my boobs are still leaking, so i know there is milk there just waiting to be used, but i am choosing not to. it just wasn't feasible with my - pretty rubbish - pump, and with hayden being weaned and starting to become so much more active he takes up way too much of my time to fit in pumping, too. i know i have done the very best i could, and am very proud of what i achieved, but there is still the nagging feeling that i could have tried harder, i gave up too soon. for the short time i did it i loved bf, despite the pain and, although i know hayden has had the benefit of breastmilk all this time, i feel that we both missed out on something very special.
our plan has always been to have 2 children, and it still is. but i am terrified that the same thing will happen again - i coould not do what i have done with a toddler to look after, too, and i would feel so guilty not giving the second baby the same as i did hayden. on the other hand, if bf worked out second time, i would feel guilty for giving that baby something i couldn't give hayden.
sorry for such a long post, and well done if anyone has managed to reach the end of it. it has helped to get it all out.
thank you.