IT IS THE BAIN OF MY LIFE BECAUSE:
I'm trying to give up bf after 4.5 months. I want my body back. I've been feeling absolutely exhausted for the past month as dd balloons to 17lb feeding merrily through the day and several times at night. I dropped one feed and switched to ff over a month ago but cannot drop anymore due to ongoing engorgement/mastitis.
Today I've developed mastitis for the 3rd time since January. I'm allergic to penecillin and when they prescribed ABs last time the AB gave me gastritis (v.painful stomach and nausea so I couldn't take any more pills/eat anything).
No-one told me bf would be this miserable. DD was hospitalised due to a rubbish start at bf (for more see here ) and I had to see a bf counsellor for the first 6 weeks of her life which involved trekking miles there and back several times a week. We had a 4week* interval where bf went well (meanwhile dd was diagnosed with an orthopedic problem, cue fortnightly hospital visits for her ). After that, January onwards I got blocked ducts/mastitis/abscess scare (for more see here )
To try to solve the problems I've:
- seen my GP twice
- Spoken to an NCT bf counsellor twice
- Paid a private doctor for a home visit and ABs (it was the weekend and I was desperate)
- Paid for an appt with a specialist breast consultant who was meh about the whole thing
I honestly wish I had never started bf and I'm angry that all healthcare professionals/NCT representatives push the pros of bf and omit the cons (unlike the MIL/several friends who I ignored when they advised formula was the only way to go). What's more NONE OF THEM can advise how I put an end to this. I really didn't want to take the drugs and cold turkey as it's not fair on dd. Not sure useless GP would prescribe them anyway.
Give up gradually you say? I started the process in January ffs. Cabbage leaves in the bra? It's the 21st century. We can put men on the moon and yet the best advice I get is some medieval remedy involving vegetables in my underwear. Give me a break (please don't bother wittering on about the enzymes in the leaves, I'm ready to bloody shoot myself).
I never thought my daughter would be my only child but the last 4.5 months have been one difficult/painful/stressful upset after another. I feel like I'm about to crack.