TheLady, please don't get too downhearted. There is hope. My experience has been not too disimilar to yours. I had an elective c-section, giving birth to my 8 pound 10 oz dd, who's now nine weeks two days old. I had the most awful time in hospital. Right from the very start she would go mad at the breast because - I am absolutely convinced - of my appallingly low milk supply. She also had a terrible latch. I so wanted to breastfeed and had no reason to think I'd have any problems, but the whole experience was utterly traumatic, with me in tears the entire time and her just going insane. I felt sick to the pit of my stomach a lot of the time due to the stress of it all. She was (and still is) a big hungry baby, and wasn't going to be satisfied with the few teaspoonsful I had to give her.
It became clear in the hospital (I was in for five days) that something had to be done, so she was cup fed formula. Things didn't improve when we got home and, for my own sanity and hers, we also made the decision to bottle feed and for me to express. This was also soul-destroying at the start. I only managed to get 10 to 15 mls a session at first with my Medela Swing, so she would have mostly formula with the small amount of ebm I produced.
We discovered dd was tongue tied, and took her to have the procedure to have it fixed, me convinced it would be the answer to all my problems. But it made no difference at all. Another kick in the teeth.
I had been expressing exclusively up to eight weeks old, and a couple of weeks in made the decision to hire a state-of-the-art Symphony double pump from Medela. This I credit with increasing my supply hugely. I'll never be a milk goddess, but at the 3am session I have been able to produce 100mls the past few weeks - a huge improvement on what I was producing at the start. I was determined to continue with the expressing, as I couldn't bear to think of my darling dd getting just formula while all her little friends from my antenal group get lovely breastmilk. My life has been absolutely insane with the constant feedings and expressings (and blocked milk ducts), and I almost called it a day last week when I got mastitis in both breasts. But having given myself permission to give up, it actually made me all the more determined to continue.
And a minor miracle has now taken place - at over nine weeks, my daughter has finally learned how to breastfeed! I have been able to get her on the breast again during the past week, and we've had a lot of success. I have the NCT breastfeeding counsellor coming in on Monday to help me with latch and positioning, as I'm effectively a novice at all this! I have been able to ditch the pump apart from in the evenings, when I use it to increase supply. Dd still needs formula (I'm going to try to cut down on it, without causing her any undue trauma - I had enough of that at the start!), but my supply has already increased a lot from having her on the boob, and I'm really hopeful. I don't know if I'll ever be able to drop the formula completely, but I'm not going to obsess about that. Just being able to feed her a decent amount of breastmilk from my own breasts at each feed is enough for me to be ecstatic.
Anyway, I guess what I'm trying to say is there is always hope. Just because things are bad at the start, that doesn't mean things will necessarily stay bad. I was a breastfeeding basket case, and if I can do this anyone can! Take the pressure off yourself. Feed her the formula, enjoy the calm, enjoy her, and get expressing. You can still put her to the breast, which will be nice for her, and nice for you - and help with your supply. See what happens down the line. You might be surprised.
Good luck!
Kate x