Hi All,
I’m finding it hard to put into words what I feel. I had my baby boy 17 weeks ago after a very scary pregnancy which frankly exhausted me and my partner. Luckily, our little boy came into the world safely by CS. From the first moment in the hospital, he struggled to latch. He kept falling asleep after a few suckles and couldn’t manage a proper feed. After 3 days, a breastfeeding nurse came and said he had a tongue tie. She watched him struggle to latch and told me I’d needed to pump and bottle feed until his tongue tie release, but keep trying him at the breast. I did. He just refused the breast.
I rented a Medela double pump and got to it. He had the tongue tie released when he was 3 weeks. The whole time, I was pumping 4-5 times a day and yielding about 40ml in a 30 minute session. Sterilising the equipment, the breast milk bottle, the formula top up bottles on repeat. It was so tiring.
I saw a consultant after his tongue tie was released and she observed him resisting the breast. She told me to just keep trying. I did, but he just refused. So I kept pumping. And then my meagre supply of 40mls per session started to dwindle and I started to panic. I’d get up in the early hours to pump to stimulate production, but it didn’t work. I’d be exhausted then during the day. But continue to pump every 2-3 hours. Soon enough, I was only producing 50mls in a whole day. I’d sit in the edge of the bed feeling dejected and sometimes crying at the end of each session. I eventually gave up when he was 2months. There were a lot of tears, but I started to get on with it.
He’s 4months now. Last week, I met with a mother and baby play group and I might as well have turned up to le leche league, every single one was sitting breast feeding. It just reignited it all for me. I was so envious of them feeding to freely.
One of the mums clocked me feeding him formula and described how she had a hard time at the start, but was just determined and now she has two freezers full of milk. I was determined. But it didn’t work.
I just didn’t think this would happen. I feel like an utter failure. I feel like I should have tried harder, but I don’t know how. I feel annoyed at my sweet little boy for not latching. I feel that he doesn’t like me and had rejected my nurture for him and the bond that comes with breastfeeding. I just feel like a failure.
I don’t know what I’m looking for here. before I had a baby, I would have been 100% ‘fed is best’, but whatever the hormones have done to me, I feel like I’ve failed my little boy in not giving him the best start and am a world of guilt. I hate myself, and feel in track to be a shit mother. I feel so low.