Ugh, got to that stage when I feel like I have been breastfeeding for ever, and that I still have ages and ages to go with it. My friends still breastfeeding tend to be of the "blissed out, attachment parenting" types, and those less sold on breastfeeding have now stopped so I feel like I have no one in RL to rant to.
I'm fed up of the relentlessness - bottle refusing DD, so all feeds up to me, giving me no real break. Bedtime always my responsibility (which I find really exhausting after long day) Very jealous of people who can leave their babies with a babysitter and go out... All night feeds my responsibility - and now my first reaction when I hear her stirring in the night is one of real resentment...
And fed up of lots of other little things - leaky boobs, breast pads, rubbish bras, thinking about what I can wear and feed in, constantly being touched (which is starting to mean I can't stand DH touching me either), DD very variable about night feeds - so real problems with secondary engorgement and recurrent blocked ducts when she goes a long spell overnight, the realities of feeding an easily distractable wriggly older baby.
I absolutely adore my 8 mo DD, and am completely sold on the benefits of breastfeeding. I just wonder if it is sometimes "sold" as tough to get started, but amazing once you have got it sorted, and that just hasn't been the reality for me, and I feel "disloyal" to the breastfeeding contingent to have a good rant about how it isn't an endless walk in the park of snuggly, convenient, hormone bliss.....
Feeling like a rubbish, selfish mummy for even feeling these things, but really needed to have a good rant about it. Please tell me I'm not the only one....