I thought to myself before ds1, "I will breastfeed" bottle feeding never crossed my mind. So when I was on the ward, struggling, with a section scar and a crying baby; I cried too. I just kept asking for help, I was probably a total PITA but I kept asking. In the end a very old school midwife just grabbed my boob and put it in the right position. This is totally against all protocol I am sure, but it worked.
If it works, and it might not, for many reasons, it's ok, don't beat yourself up.
However if it does, it becomes very, very convenient. Out and about, no need for bottles, sterilising or the worry of running out! We were able to go camping, festivals, up mountains and all sorts with (a bit) less stuff
I'm sure people thought I was a hardcore hippy feeder but those that knew me well knew that I am all for an easy life (as I've said, I was lucky it wasn't a bad experience!)
99.9% of people won't even notice you're feeding out and about, I always wore two tops, one cheap vest type and a loose top one; loose one up and cheap vest down. The baby's head hides most of your boob anyway (I had big boobs but also babies with big heads
) the vest top was more to hide my very wobbly belly.
There were definitely times when I wished someone else could feed them, however mostly for me it was great to say, "I have to feed ds now, could you possibly...?"
Wow, this is longer than I intended and I think I come across as really lazy, but with a million other things to do bf definitely made my life easier...in the end!