I feel really awful and down about this. DD is 4weeks old. Absolutely gorgeous, am totally in love, so not worried about us bonding. BUT...I really wanted to ebf. Unfortunately she spent a week in NICU after being born, so although I could feed her there, I wasnt there for every feed and she was mostly ff (with some expressed milk). I also found it really difficult with her various lines-I was so afraid of hurting her or pulling something out.
So now, 3 weeks on from getting her home, we are really struggling with a couple of things. Latching on. Her latch is OK if she actually manages to get on, bt if she is too hungry she will be inconsolable and it is really difficult to get her to open her mouth wide enough or get her into (and to stay in) the right position. If I try and get her latched on before she is screaming, she often won't open her mouth- she really doesn't seem to do hunger cues until she's at the slightly crazily munching on her hand stage!
So, if she does latch on, she will do one of two things- feed really well for a few minutes (audible sucking and swallowwing etc), and will then fall asleep, drop off and be really angry when she wakes a few minutes later and there is no boob in her mouth. Either that, or she will come off almost straight away, start whinging and then get really irate, at which point we are at the first problem again. The upshot seems to be that she takes so little that she could literally be feeding for hours, at which point my back starts hurt, and I feel totally trapped on the sofa (lord help me if I drop the remote as I am to scared to disengage her in case I can't get her back on!) DUe to this, there is absolutely NO WAY I would contemplate trying to BF in public. It mormally ends with the both of us in tears.
So, we are doing FF and BF, with a majority FF at the moment. I have no problem with FF as a choice, it just wasn't the choice I wanted iyswim. Now I just find myself getting so miserable trying to get her to latch on, and then equally miserable because I have to give her a bottle. Not helped by people (mentioning no names, FIL) asking every fucking time he speaks to us how much formula she's having, and if DH is giving her a bottle whether or not it's breast milk in it (I do express sometimes, but not a huge amount). Surely the important thing is that she's gaining weight...?!
God, that was long, sorry. but the upshot is that I feel miserable trying to BF, and then I feel miserable about having to give formula. How can I help myself feel more positive about either BF, or come to terms with giving it up entirely. I feel like I have to make a decision one way or the other, as I can't carry on driving myself crazy like this :( Thanks for any words of wisdom/ advice/ whatever...