Just to alert you first of all that this concerns traumatic birth and breastfeeding issues so please don't read on if you feel it could be triggering:
My DS is in his late teens so that's how long ago all this happened....but I still feel sensitive and get teary about it all. I feel guilty too that I didn't do all possible for my DS. When other mothers have a conversation about the problems they had with birth and breastfeeding I go very quiet. I feel as though it is in bad taste to talk about it and bring the conversation down - but then I just feel more isolated.
TBH I feel like this now, I feel as though I have no business inflicting this story on the readers, I am really really sorry but I feel this is not nothing so I have to write it down where it can be read. I feel sick though at the thought anyone could be hurt by this so please don't read it if you feel this could happen. The last thing I want to do is hurt anyone. But here goes:
My DS was born at 28 weeks and weighed under 2 pounds. For some time it was touch & go whether he would survive. I had pre-eclampsia and emergency caesarian so I was worried I wouldn't survive as well as DS.
I recovered but DS was still very sick and in an incubator. I remember feeling so different from the other new mothers because they had babies to cuddle whereas mine would have fitted in my hand, there wasn't much of him to cuddle (even if he hadn't been to frail to pick up)
When I was recovering in hospital I remember a 'Breast is best' poster opposite me with a picture of a perfect chubby pink-and-white baby; so different from my little scrap. You could see all the veins in DS body - nobody's idea of a perfect baby.
During this time I learned that DS had extensive brain damage. I was also urged to start producing breast milk for DS. 'When (if?) he recovers he will need nourishment' I was told, 'and that's where you come in!' I was still recovering myself and I think looking back I was in shock, so didn't have the strength to discuss this or question how it was done or whether pressuring me to produce milk was appropriate. 'We understand it is very difficult', I was told, 'but you you need to do this for the sake of your DS'.
Of course this meant trying to establish the flow using a breast pump.
For several days I sat in the mother's room next to DS ward trying and trying again to get the milk to come, to give to my baby lying in an incubator, who I wasn't sure would even survive to need it. This didn't go very well though I did actually get the odd drop of milk to pour into a test tube. I only needed very small test tubes which I labelled up with his name. DS has quite a long name, I remember having to write his name as small as possible to get it to fit on the label.
The worst bit I think was taking the test tubes to store in the 'milk bank'; a large fridge - and seeing the ranks of large bottles of milk with other babies' names on in big confident letters; my little clutch of test tubes looked truly pathetic next to them.
Then DS condition deteriorated and the paediatrician had a frank conversation with us about his chances of survival and that due to his distress and his severe brain damage it may not be in his interest to try to resuscitate him if he deteriorated further.
After that conversation I stopped trying to produce milk, I felt I just couldn't face trying any more. When DS actually did pull through he had donated milk then formula.
I have recovered and so has DS albeit he has severe and permanent disabilities, we have a good life on the whole. I wasn't offered counselling at the time so sought out my own; but tbh the responses from the counsellors about this are looks of horror and sympathy; there isn't really anything they can say. The situation is what it is.
What I want to ask is: AIBU to find, looking back, the pressure to breastfeed and not let my DS down the single most traumatising thing? Were they right to do this or misguided, do you think it could/should have been handled differently? Should I have tried harder & was I right to feel guilty? I don't think the staff were very pleased with me.
Is this handled differently these days? It is crazy that this is the one thing I feel the worst about.