I felt it would be helpful, for me - and maybe other mums - to put all this down into words, as reading the BF/Bottle debate has bought back some very strong feelings. I would like to explain how it affected me (me - not anyone else, not generalising) physically and emotionally.
First, a confession. I started a thread about 6weeks ago (I think) as 'sadmumupnorth' about giving up BF to Bottle Feed. At this point I was in the throes of pretty nasty post-natal depression. I do not say this lightly as I was on the verge of suicide. I owe my wonderful, supportive health visitor a huge vote of thanks for helping me to get the support I needed to start recovery. She was wonderful (but that's another story!)
I'm starting to come out of this now.
OK, I'll begin at the beginning.
When I was pregnant with DS (now 16 weeks old), I decided that I definetely wanted to BF. I did loads of research, attending BF class, watched another mother BF'ing and read loads of literature. I felt that yes, BF was totally for me and my baby and was looking forward to it.
DS arrived nearly 4 weeks early (unexpectedly) and was born by emergency C section.
From the start, I found it incredibly hard to get him to latch on. All credit to the hospital, I had plenty of help from nursery nurses and midwives although it was an NHS ward and resources were stretched, so continuity of care was limited. I don't mind saying that I was terrified, really frightened and in quite a lot of pain. Despite this I am proud to say that I managed to BF DS in recovery which was very rewarding.
My first expereince of trying to BF was unsuccesful, but I persisted an persisted. I was in agony, and had raw, chafed nipples. I distinctly remeber a midwife literally forcing DS's head onto my breast. It was a horrible experiece.
Oh yes, On top of this, I had a vile itchy rash all over my body, very little sleep, and was in quite a lot of pain from the c-section wound. Despite all of this I persisted. DS was fed colostrum which I got into him by squeezing it from my nipples into a syrnge and then squiting into his little mouth. This too was very painful.
DS still did not want to latch on, even when my milk came in. The proposed solution to this was BF DS by exprerssing milk using an electric pump (which was not always available) and then feed to him via a cup.
Thankfully I was able to express milk quite easily. However, one time he was screaming with hunger. I had no expressed milk to give him due to the pump being unavailable. Eventually the midwives provided a bottle of formula, which he wolfed down. I was mostly able to provide him with breast milk tho as I managed to express quite a bit. I know from my experience talking to other mums that they did not find expressing easy and I was lucky I could at least do this.
Well, this is turning into a very long rant - longer than I thought!
To cut a long story short, I had so many problems BF that I moved DS exclusiveky onto bottles at 9 weeks. I was so incredibly sad as I had really wanted to BF.
I am more than happy to go into detail if anyone would like to ask me any questions abou this as I haven't got the energy to type it all in one go.