Not sure if this is the best place for this, so apologies if not.
Bit of a long story here too. I've just had my third baby, healthy pregnancy, straightforward delivery and my third attempt at breastfeeding.
With my first she could never maintain a latch - now I suspect she probably has a tongue tie that was never picked up on - she had pretty bad reflux for the first year of her life, and unsurprisingly she was slow to gain weight. My nipples were very sore, and I never seemed to get past producing colostrum. By week 5 I'd given up on pumping and she was fully formula fed.
With my second I tried again. Lots of pain. Found out I had Raynaud's. Tried pumping but output was very poor. Fed on demand - feeds were frequent and she often fell asleep at the breast. Her weight gain was slow - around 10g a day. However she also had plenty of wet and dirty nappies, was alert and engaged when awake....eventually I saw a private lactation consultant and combi-fed. Although I still believe I had a poor supply as after one day of not feeding her my milk seemed to dry up.
So now baby number 3 is here and it feels like a repeat of last time. He has good wet and dirty nappies, he's bright when awake, but he's 16 days and still not back to birth weight - gaining around 10g a day. I'm feeding on demand and using nipple shields, doing breast compressions and switching sides. Some days he wants fed much more frequently, and given his slow weight gain and past experience, I'm worried he isn't feeding effectively. In the past when I voiced concerns I was told that I was just a nervous mum/they were just cluster feeding/my pale skin meant I'd be more sensitive to pain(!) it was only when an older midwife came out with my first and really spent time with me that she confirmed my concerns and we got some help.
I am going to a breastfeeding support group in a couple of days but just wondered if anyone had similar experience and what you did. I'd really love breastfeeding to work out this time but feel very discouraged and hate the thought of the wee man not thriving because I can't give him enough.