victoria1987
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Sorry for the novel....
So as a bit of background, I have a 17 month old ds and a brand new little girl born on 13 March. With ds I was determined to bf and it was hell. He had a tongue and lip tie, I had supply issues and could never get a good latch. It was agony, I saw midwives and lactation consultants and pushed through managing to bf for 4 torturous, painful months (always had to supplement though as I could not make enough milk to satisfy him).
Spent my entire pg this time dreading the fact that I would have to bf again soon. Bfing was my biggest fear, I wasn't scared of labour or delivery... just bfing afterward. The pain was unreal last time.
She came on Sunday morning, beautiful delivery everything is perfect. I attempted bfing once again, hoping that with determination, good support and a different baby I would be successful.... nope.
After just one day my nipples where again raw, cracked and bleeding. It was so painful that I had to keep a spare receiving blanket handy to bite down on through the feed to cope with the pain.
On day 2 she started really waking up and wanting to feed constantly and I just couldn't do it. I gave in and bottle fed. It was bliss, she was full and happy and I was not in pain. I continued only FF all yesterday and through the night thinking I would let myself heal and try again when my milk came in.
Milk started coming in last night and I tried to pump. It was agony, ripped open my scabs and all I got after 20 minutes was a few drops of blood stained milk. At that point I realized I really really don't want to bf at all. Yesterday was the first time I have ever enjoyed mothering a newborn as I knew I wasn't just waiting until the next session of agony. I feel like I am a far better mother when FF as I am not frustrated and stressed all the time. I actually enjoy bottle feeding my baby! I realized that for the first time I was excited for my baby to wake up and open her eyes, with ds I was a bag of nerves and my stress went through the roof Everytime he moved or stirred as I knew what was coming. It makes me sad to think I missed out on so much joy with ds because of this.
The issue is the guilt! I'm scared to make that final decision to not try again and with my milk coming in I know I need to decide soon. I'm scared I will regret it once my milk drys up. I feel horrible that I'm "choosing" not to bf my child. I worry about judgements. I feel like I've failed and maybe if I tried harder.... I just need some support as I don't feel like I have anyone I can really talk to about this IRL.
So as a bit of background, I have a 17 month old ds and a brand new little girl born on 13 March. With ds I was determined to bf and it was hell. He had a tongue and lip tie, I had supply issues and could never get a good latch. It was agony, I saw midwives and lactation consultants and pushed through managing to bf for 4 torturous, painful months (always had to supplement though as I could not make enough milk to satisfy him).
Spent my entire pg this time dreading the fact that I would have to bf again soon. Bfing was my biggest fear, I wasn't scared of labour or delivery... just bfing afterward. The pain was unreal last time.
She came on Sunday morning, beautiful delivery everything is perfect. I attempted bfing once again, hoping that with determination, good support and a different baby I would be successful.... nope.
After just one day my nipples where again raw, cracked and bleeding. It was so painful that I had to keep a spare receiving blanket handy to bite down on through the feed to cope with the pain.
On day 2 she started really waking up and wanting to feed constantly and I just couldn't do it. I gave in and bottle fed. It was bliss, she was full and happy and I was not in pain. I continued only FF all yesterday and through the night thinking I would let myself heal and try again when my milk came in.
Milk started coming in last night and I tried to pump. It was agony, ripped open my scabs and all I got after 20 minutes was a few drops of blood stained milk. At that point I realized I really really don't want to bf at all. Yesterday was the first time I have ever enjoyed mothering a newborn as I knew I wasn't just waiting until the next session of agony. I feel like I am a far better mother when FF as I am not frustrated and stressed all the time. I actually enjoy bottle feeding my baby! I realized that for the first time I was excited for my baby to wake up and open her eyes, with ds I was a bag of nerves and my stress went through the roof Everytime he moved or stirred as I knew what was coming. It makes me sad to think I missed out on so much joy with ds because of this.
The issue is the guilt! I'm scared to make that final decision to not try again and with my milk coming in I know I need to decide soon. I'm scared I will regret it once my milk drys up. I feel horrible that I'm "choosing" not to bf my child. I worry about judgements. I feel like I've failed and maybe if I tried harder.... I just need some support as I don't feel like I have anyone I can really talk to about this IRL.