I had a planned section at 34 weeks and didn't breastfeed straight away and wasn't aware of skin-to-skin as I was unprepared -- her coming so early.
Also, in my Singaporean hospital they kept bringing her to me every 3 hours, which isn't best practice as I understand it in the UK.
Nevertheless my 5lb baby took to it and gained weight on her line and 16 months on is still breastfed on demand.
I had NO pain, NO leaking, NO engorgement (only a slight feeling once). I was up and at em straight away after the section and that wasn't really a problem.
I found positioning really really hard in the early days and it hurt my back until I cried and cried and DH brought me home an office chair. After about 3 months I'd perfected lying down and feeding.
A boppy cushion was invaluable and I still sometimes use it.
I found not drinking in the early days tough but now I just drink whatever (not to enormous excess of course).
It hasn't always been easy. I co-sleep still, which I never thought I would do. I spent hours and hours and hours feeding. Yes, I sometimes bloody resented it. I also feed to sleep so being responsible for every bedtime has sometimes got to me.
I also developed a form of anxiety after the birth I think a delayed reaction to her coming early, her taking a long time to conceive (Ashermans), preeclampsia, her being only 5lbs when born and I focused all of this on the feeding. I became obsessed. I read about nothing else, I worried about nothing else, I paid expensive counsellors, I cried, I talked about nothing else with DH for weeks and weeks. It's so nice to do it now without thinking about it. That took about 4-5 months.
But overall it's the best thing I've done and has shaped my relationship with my daughter. I can comfort her, I can reconnect with her after work.
For me, in order for it to work for both of us, I've had to go the whole hog and do attachment parenting. Co-sleeping, I don't have a pram and still sling her at 16 months (so does DH who looks after her while I work P/T, stil feeding in public on demand ... all that jazz.
I've had to shut myself off from dodgy comments from others about not sleeping through, still feeding in public, co-sleeping.
It is worth it. Even if I've had a bad day, I know I've done something good, and that makes me feel nice. And my DD just bloody loves 'lovely mummy milk, nice cuddle'.