@Worldwide2 @Flowers24
Sorry I only just came back to the thread and saw your replies asking about it.
In a nutshell I had insufficient supply, didn’t produce enough milk. I could tell, but as I was still in hospital for a few days after the birth and under the care of staff I took their advice to keep going with EBF. I told them repeatedly I wasn’t producing any milk but many staff members just kept telling me I was just anxious and to trust my body.
By day four, they weighed him, and he’d lost 13% (the guidance is to start supplementing at 7%). They were horrified and he was rushed to the neonatal unit.
In that time he’d developed jaundice partly because he wasn’t receiving adequate calories to ‘flush’ his system. As well as losing weight rapidly. Poor little guy was inconsolable and starving and suckling frantically the first few days and then just listless and exhausted as he was fading.
The jaundice had set in so severely his bilirubin levels were just under the threshold of requiring a full blood transfusion and there was a chance he would have ended up with brain damage as a result if we’d left it any longer to get some food into him. He needed a tube to be fed.
I will never forgive every single last one of those staff members who kept telling me I was just anxious and that my body would meet his needs, their desire to promote breastfeeding almost cost me my son. I will also never forgive myself for not standing my ground and trusting my instincts but I was exhausted and scared and felt like they would know best. For three days they said a drop of milk rubbed into his gums would be enough.
So yes I regret it bitterly. I have diagnosed PTSD from the experience and just typing this out has my heart racing and me feeling sick and shaking, I’m waiting for therapy. Nearly lost my newborn baby because qualified staff just didn’t understand that some parents have insufficient supply (1-5%) and some babies NEED supplementing with formula until milk comes in (which it doesn’t always).
I ended up continuing to force bf for nine long months of insufficient supply. Triple fed and took prescription drugs the whole time, never slept, never rested, just pimped and nursed around the clock. And I never made enough. But I couldn’t ever give myself permission to stop as I had swallowed the ‘breast is best’ mantra. I deeply regret not just admitting early on that not everyone can bf and formula feeding, but I never even knew it was possible to fail to make enough milk so I was convinced it was my fault and I just had to try harder. I was an absolute idiot.