AutumnSky
Mummy to 3 boys
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I'm so tired. And stressed out. I feel like I'm doing such a crap job of this being-a-mother-to-3-kids-under-the-age-of-two thing.
And let me just say - I fucking hate breastfeeding.
I'm sorry, but I do. I have been glued to the sofa/bed pretty much all day, every day for the past few days. If Oliver and Thomas aren't crying TOGETHER to be fed, its one or the other. I hate tandem feeding. It hurts, and its uncomfortable. My back is in agony from constantly having to lean forward in order to get both of them attached together. I'm going to be a hunchback by the time I'm 30, I swear.
It would be worth it, if my milk was actually satisfying them. But it isn't. I try and be stubborn and not give them the formula top-ups, but if I don't, I'm alternating feeding each baby constantly. Alternating which breast they feed from. And, to be honest, they're both now lazy feeders, because they're used to the fast flow of the bottle. They'll feed off me well for about 10 minutes, and then they'll fall asleep. So I take them off, and about 5 minutes later, they're crying again to be fed. This goes on for a couple of hours, before I give in and give them each 2-3oz of formula. And then I actually get some peace for a while, so I can get everything else that needs doing done. Cooking Jacob's tea, putting some washing on, tidying up, having a frigging wee and grabbing something to eat etc.
Its just so de-motivating to be constantly feeding, and not really seeing the benefits. They're gaining weight, which is great, but what if its just due to the top-ups? I swore to myself that I wouldn't beat myself up again if the breastfeeding didn't work, but I am so stubborn, I am refusing to give up, even though I really really want to. It would be so much easier to formula feed them. So much easier. But the guilt I felt with Jacob is still there, and I was SO determined to give it my all this time.
The hardest time is the night feed. When they're both screaming to be fed, and I have to attach them both by myself because DH is sleeping downstairs on the sofa so he can get sleep for work. I get the first baby attached, and then have to do a kind of 'kitten lift' for the 2nd twin, whereby I basically grab hold of the front of his babygro and lift him up onto my feeding cushion. And the pain I am still getting from nipples, feels 10x worse at 3am. Oliver, especially, is a chomper. I can't get him to open his mouth wide enough to attach properly.
People have suggested breastfeeding one twin and bottle feeding the other. How the hell would I choose which one gets which? I think that would give me even MORE guilt.
Maybe I could do alternate days? One twin gets breast all day, the other formula, and then switch the following day. I dunno.
I honestly don't think my milk is good enough for them. And I know why - I'm not drinking enough, and when I do find the time to eat, I eat crap. Whatever is quickest and easiest. No wonder the quality of my milk is probably shit.
And don't even get me started on my guilt with Jacob. Luckily he is so good, and is quite happy to entertain himself, but I hate knowing that he has a dirty nappy, and he has to wait because I am feeding one/both of the babies.
I just feel like I'm failing at all of this, and I don't know what to do.
And let me just say - I fucking hate breastfeeding.
I'm sorry, but I do. I have been glued to the sofa/bed pretty much all day, every day for the past few days. If Oliver and Thomas aren't crying TOGETHER to be fed, its one or the other. I hate tandem feeding. It hurts, and its uncomfortable. My back is in agony from constantly having to lean forward in order to get both of them attached together. I'm going to be a hunchback by the time I'm 30, I swear.
It would be worth it, if my milk was actually satisfying them. But it isn't. I try and be stubborn and not give them the formula top-ups, but if I don't, I'm alternating feeding each baby constantly. Alternating which breast they feed from. And, to be honest, they're both now lazy feeders, because they're used to the fast flow of the bottle. They'll feed off me well for about 10 minutes, and then they'll fall asleep. So I take them off, and about 5 minutes later, they're crying again to be fed. This goes on for a couple of hours, before I give in and give them each 2-3oz of formula. And then I actually get some peace for a while, so I can get everything else that needs doing done. Cooking Jacob's tea, putting some washing on, tidying up, having a frigging wee and grabbing something to eat etc.
Its just so de-motivating to be constantly feeding, and not really seeing the benefits. They're gaining weight, which is great, but what if its just due to the top-ups? I swore to myself that I wouldn't beat myself up again if the breastfeeding didn't work, but I am so stubborn, I am refusing to give up, even though I really really want to. It would be so much easier to formula feed them. So much easier. But the guilt I felt with Jacob is still there, and I was SO determined to give it my all this time.
The hardest time is the night feed. When they're both screaming to be fed, and I have to attach them both by myself because DH is sleeping downstairs on the sofa so he can get sleep for work. I get the first baby attached, and then have to do a kind of 'kitten lift' for the 2nd twin, whereby I basically grab hold of the front of his babygro and lift him up onto my feeding cushion. And the pain I am still getting from nipples, feels 10x worse at 3am. Oliver, especially, is a chomper. I can't get him to open his mouth wide enough to attach properly.
People have suggested breastfeeding one twin and bottle feeding the other. How the hell would I choose which one gets which? I think that would give me even MORE guilt.
Maybe I could do alternate days? One twin gets breast all day, the other formula, and then switch the following day. I dunno.
I honestly don't think my milk is good enough for them. And I know why - I'm not drinking enough, and when I do find the time to eat, I eat crap. Whatever is quickest and easiest. No wonder the quality of my milk is probably shit.
And don't even get me started on my guilt with Jacob. Luckily he is so good, and is quite happy to entertain himself, but I hate knowing that he has a dirty nappy, and he has to wait because I am feeding one/both of the babies.
I just feel like I'm failing at all of this, and I don't know what to do.