@Stressedmum12345 At 6 weeks, I was SO close to quitting breastfeeding. I had stuck it out that far through sheer pig-headedness. I dreaded every feed because it hurt so much. We went round in circles with lactation consultants and help, then finally got referred to have his tongue rechecked incase he had tongue tie, and he was 12 hours too old for my hospital to offer it anymore and we'd need a private assessment and cut, if he needed it. We couldn't afford the £400-odd and I was worried about reports that private providers 'find' a tongue tie to charge you to cut it... We were already having to do formula top ups after every feed.
At his 6-week check, the doctor told me to give up breastfeeding and put him totally on formula. He told me not to put pressure on myself, we'd both be happier, he'd gain more weight, it was a very middle-class thing to be so obsessed with wanting to breastfeed. I cried, a lot. DH was baffled. A lovely nurse got me a tissue but told me the doctor was right.
By 10 weeks, the pain had disappeared, and he seemed to get more milk. He stopped being interested in the bottle after me. After that, we had a pretty good run. He never really cluster-fed, he's never bitten me, we've had some lovely moments. He's now nearly two, and other than never sleeping through and still waking up a few times to feed every night, it's been good. We're thinking about weaning now and the idea breaks my heart.
Anyway - my point is that I still feel guilty. Some of it is just mum guilt, I think. I might always carry that - and acknowledging that makes it a bit easier to bear, now. Looking back, I have no idea how I lasted that first 10 weeks. About four consultants saw my nipples and said they were the worst they'd ever seen. They looked destroyed. I'm amazed that they haven't scarred...
If you want to relactate, you can. And you might be surprised with how much he can get, when he gets bigger and can control his mouth more - I'm sure that's what made the difference for us. But don't feel guilty. Every motherhood decision comes with its cross to bear, honestly.
Best of luck to you, whatever you try. You haven't failed. You've got a happy, healthy six-week-old. You're smashing it out of the park.