detterose
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Thought I would finally introduce myself to this thread... I had my LO 3 weeks ago. Everything was great, labour and birth went well apart from LO having cord wrapped around his neck three times and resulted in it snapping off the placenta still inside me. We were both fine though.
We attempted BFing straight away.. However the midwife placed LO on my chest to find the boob and he incorrectly latched and fed for an hour really damaging my nipple. I then expressed from this breast for a couple of days to rest it and fed him from the other side. We would top him up with the expressed milk, however mistakenly in bottles, which he eventually took to over me. He's an impatient baby and a fussy eater so the bottles were like heaven to him. We tried several times to get him back to the breast with no avail. I ended up exclusively pumping after this so he was still getting breast milk, as I was producing plenty to do so. I ended up getting severe mastitis though and my nipples were beyond cracked from multiple attempts of trying to feed so putting him back on was out of the question. So I pumped, every god damn two hours. I would set my alarm. But it got to the point where the ducts were so blocked and the pump just wasn't effective enough that nothing was coming out. I really thought my boobs were going to explode by this point.
I went to my work, as I work for a doctors surgery and she said it was the worst case she had seen. So I came in for daily injections and had a two week course of antibiotics. By this point, I was so depressed and exhausted from the ordeal I decided to give up my attempts of trying to BF. So not wanting to risk mastitis again and dry up my milk naturally, I asked for bromocriptine.
We then had bub having expressed breast milk I had refrigerated and frozen through the day and formula at night. But we went through the breast milk quicker then I had expected. By day 6 of being on the tablets, I felt withdrawn from my own baby. I didn't want to hold him, when he woke for a feed, I dreaded it.. I felt like giving up BFing, I had completely lost a bond with him. Being on formula, he was power spewing and still wanting to be fed every hour and a half to two hours.. When he spewed, I would scream and cry and want to run away and never come back. Eventually, I decided it was time to talk to someone.. I'm now on Prozac, this being day 4. I still don't feel the strong bond that everyone talks about... Of course when he's content and staring at me, I love him to bits but I never seem to miss him if I leave the house by myself, I look forward to it and it makes me feel like the worst person in the world
I really hope someone can tell me they went through this and eventually came out stronger because right now I feel hopeless
We attempted BFing straight away.. However the midwife placed LO on my chest to find the boob and he incorrectly latched and fed for an hour really damaging my nipple. I then expressed from this breast for a couple of days to rest it and fed him from the other side. We would top him up with the expressed milk, however mistakenly in bottles, which he eventually took to over me. He's an impatient baby and a fussy eater so the bottles were like heaven to him. We tried several times to get him back to the breast with no avail. I ended up exclusively pumping after this so he was still getting breast milk, as I was producing plenty to do so. I ended up getting severe mastitis though and my nipples were beyond cracked from multiple attempts of trying to feed so putting him back on was out of the question. So I pumped, every god damn two hours. I would set my alarm. But it got to the point where the ducts were so blocked and the pump just wasn't effective enough that nothing was coming out. I really thought my boobs were going to explode by this point.
I went to my work, as I work for a doctors surgery and she said it was the worst case she had seen. So I came in for daily injections and had a two week course of antibiotics. By this point, I was so depressed and exhausted from the ordeal I decided to give up my attempts of trying to BF. So not wanting to risk mastitis again and dry up my milk naturally, I asked for bromocriptine.
We then had bub having expressed breast milk I had refrigerated and frozen through the day and formula at night. But we went through the breast milk quicker then I had expected. By day 6 of being on the tablets, I felt withdrawn from my own baby. I didn't want to hold him, when he woke for a feed, I dreaded it.. I felt like giving up BFing, I had completely lost a bond with him. Being on formula, he was power spewing and still wanting to be fed every hour and a half to two hours.. When he spewed, I would scream and cry and want to run away and never come back. Eventually, I decided it was time to talk to someone.. I'm now on Prozac, this being day 4. I still don't feel the strong bond that everyone talks about... Of course when he's content and staring at me, I love him to bits but I never seem to miss him if I leave the house by myself, I look forward to it and it makes me feel like the worst person in the world
I really hope someone can tell me they went through this and eventually came out stronger because right now I feel hopeless