The whole thing is really upsetting me to be honest; I think about it most days and feel really fed up about the prospect of having to breast feed.
I'm 32 weeks pregnant today.
My dd is 4 and I really wanted to breastfeed her, was sure (as she was my first) that it would all go according to my plan, read loads about the benefits of breast feeding her and lo and behold it was a complete disaster
On hindsight, I probably didn?t try hard enough , I don't know.
I didn't have a medical condition to prevent me like many on here - I just hated it. I found it hell, she was really hungry and nothing was happening. She was crying constantly and so was I. I felt so miserable I can't imagine anything worse. I gave her a bottle on day 3, in the hospital.
I was so disgusted and ashamed with myself that when we were a couple of days home, I could almost not cope with what I'd done and with the help of the public health nurse, attempted to re-lactate. I remember being so happy - that I wasn't a complete failure for about an hour - within a few days, we were both crying constantly again and I was finding it so difficult to cope. DH begged me to give dd a bottle as he thought the upset over feeding was ridiculous, that I needed a good night's sleep where he could take baby dd and that (sorry!) happy mother would = happy baby, that quite frankly both dd and I appeared miserable.
He was probably right at the time, I think what he did was right. I immediately felt such an intense wave of relief - things were going to be so much easier - and were! I could sleep, eat, and have a shower. Of course there wasn't long before I was destroyed by unbearable guilt. It completely consumed me if I'm honest.
If anyone mentioned breastfeeding to be for the first year of dds life I would burst out crying. As I have said, dd is now over 4 and I still avoid breastfeeding threads like the plague and honestly don't think I've ventured near said threads ever because I know it's just going to upset me and remind me what a failure I've been - as I've said, people have legitimate reasons for feeding not working out - mine was cos I hated it.
It's very hard to explain but the whole feelings of inadequacy that started over breastfeeding ruined the first couple of weeks of dds life for me. Don't get me wrong, I didn't experience any bonding problems, I adored her from the beginning and wondered how I had functioned without her but the first few weeks were... well - horrible
Am not sure if that's normal, the pain, tiredness etc.. or what exactly but it all seems to stem from the feeding issue. I don't know. I find it hard to admit and have never told anyone but I look back at those first few weeks with horror.
We recently stumbled across dds home baby videos and I actually found myself shuddering at the thoughts of those first few weeks. I did snap out of it though, but felt like I was in a big dark hole for a while. I found myself being stupidly uptight over things with dd though - maybe it was the whole PFB thing, I don't know but when she eventually did start solids for example, I would cry and be upset for days if I had found out that someone had given her something to eat that wasn't organic, I would also spend days researching every little decision relating to her before making a decision. I am so afraid of feeling like this again.
I know I have to breastfeed this next baby ? it's simply not an option not too as I will never forgive myself if I do this again. I am now dreading having this baby because of this. I've started to cry just as I've typed that as I know how awful it sounds. I love this baby very much. I don't need to meet him to know that but I hate being pregnant this time round - I just want to be back to myself - I've had a horrible pregnancy - with the discovery at 2 months that dh was with someone else and being bullied at work for being pregnant. I'm still extremely upset over dh and can't seem to begin to get over it. I just want to get back to myself, I've put on serious weight and want to diet and get back into nice clothes, I am desperate for a cigarette and at times would love the odd glass of wine. I feel like breastfeeding is going to stop all of this - I am aware how disgustingly selfish that is and how they are ridiculous reasons for not wanting to feed him myself. I'm studying for my degree and feel breastfeeding is going to restrict me getting to college to nights a week.
I can't wait to meet him, to hold him and snuggle him and, along with dd, the thoughts of having him to look forward to has been keeping me going the last few months. I'm shuddering at the thoughts of feeding though. I then read the "what's so hard about having a baby" in pregnancy on and off over the last few days and all the posts reminded me and reaffirmed exactly what I am dreading - those awful first few weeks - I'm worrying about how it's going to be with how I'm feeling over dh on top and every post in relation to breastfeeding was truly terrifying - bleeding, cracked nipples, sleep deprivation, mastitis....
I am a worrier by nature and tend to over think/ over analyse everything and have an obsessive nature. I berate myself a lot. Funnily enough, was on the due in Jan board earlier (lurking) and read how some are intending to formula feed (hope noone there minds me mentioning this) not for even one second did it cross my mind that these were bad mothers to be - I simply think they have lucky babies who will be loved and well cared for and can't understand why I can't adopt the same healthy and decisive attitude as them.
I'm so sorry this was so long, I dont even thing I've explained things right but as I've said I've never told anyone and even writing it down has helped.