I fed ds 1 who is 7 for 9 months. He was jaundiced early on and so sleepy, but besides that everything went okay and I went beyond the 6 months I had planned on.
With ds2 who is now 3 months I'd read everything, I'd planned to feed definitely till age 1, maybe even 2. He was a forceps birth, VBAC, and my milk came in too late for him and the evening of the day before it came in he just screamed and screamed and wouldn't latch. In the end dh made an early hours run for formula which we gave him on a spoon and he was so happy. The community midwife came the next day and gave me a syringe to feed him as well as try to get him to latch on, then my friend came round with her old breast pump and once my milk came in I used the syringe with breastmilk while trying to latch him on. After 4 days I think it was I didn't need to do that anymore. So it was a tough start. I also know I have a few issues cos after the spinal wore off due to the forceps I wanted to sit up and feed properly (had him latched on laid on my back) but when they came to help me sit up they discovered I was haemorrhaging and my baby was handed to dh. And I still have that feeling of my baby taken away from me when I was going to feed him. I managed to avoid a transfusion to their surprise, but it was all shit.
So on to now. He is still hard to latch on, he gets upset. I have a fairly fast let down but not squirty and he gets upset at that. He wants to feed and gets upset. Half the time I have to have the hairdryer on as the white noise calms him but I don't want it as a crutch. I dread having to feed him outside so I try to make trips short. Last time I was too scared to feed in public just cos (issues), but this time I don't have that problem, but fear him just screaming.
He is basically a cheerful baby tho and I keep thinking if I'd had the repeat c-section I was going to have he would have had an easier birth than a head dented from forceps and one eye swollen closed.
I feel like I am so rubbish and I have bottles and formula and every feed I don't give in I feel like I've won, but I feel like I'm being slowly worn down. And I feel so stupid. I read here and kellymom and I work at it but I just keep thinking about ds1 and he fed and that was it and ds2 is so much more difficult. We aren't having any more and I just expected this would be easy and lovely.
I don't even know why I am posting this. There's nothing identifiable to solve. No point really. Just another evening where I am exhausted and crying and wishing that it wasn't my body that causes him such upset.