thankyou for the advice.
I am on penicillin for the mastitis and also because I have an infection in my csection scar.
I am definite about stopping, things have been so hard since ds was born, recovery from c-section has been slow, I've had inflammation in my leg veins, anaemia and now this infection. Ds has been ill, starting off with a week in SCBU with respiratory distress syndrome and jaundice. He lost tons of weight, and just as it started to creep up, I started getting blocked ducts, and thrush, so his feeding became very erratic and he started losing weight again, slipping down to the 9th centile. Dh came home on Friday to find me in tears, sweating and shivery, and took me to the dr, who said I had mastitis, thrush in the milk ducts and the infection. We had also spent the morning in the hospital with ds because of his breathing, fortunately his chest was ok, but they diagnosed reflux.
I just can't handle it anymore, I felt so proud that we had managed to b'feed. I had lots of problems with dd1 and 2, mainly that I have nipple vasospasm, so I was really pleased that b'feeding was relatively painfree at the beginning, but thinking about it I now realise that was probably because I was on morphine and paracetemol and codeine(quite a cocktail!) Ds had been tube fed for 3 days, so had no interest in latching on and my milk took 6 days to come in, but we learnt how to do it, and it felt amazing to actually be able to feed him.
Dh took all his holiday (he had saved it up), and my mum has been up to help, but dh has gone back to work now, and my mum has ill health and finds our dds (3 and 4) pretty exhausting,
The last week things have just got worse and worse, my breasts feel painful all the time, and whenever ds fed it was like someone sawing through my breast. When the bfc came sent by the HV,to watch me feed, I was sweating it was so painful. Ds has not been settling, so we have hardly got any sleep, and to find out that he was slipping down the centiles just felt like a slap in the face.
My dds have been amazing, entertaining themselves, and I felt very proud watching dd2 'breastfeeding' her doll the other day. But I miss them, they'll both be off to school in a few weeks time, and all they'll have seen of me for the last few weeks is me stuck in hospital, or sat on the sofa in tears.
sorry for the long long post, it feels good to write it all down, because I am very sad about stopping.This is our last child, and breastfeeding is something I desperately wanted to do, but I don't want to beat myself up about it. I just really want to enjoy my family.
In the meantime, I will pump to relieve the pain, but gradually do a bit less each time, and I'll call the HV on Monday and see what she says.