Had a couple of difficult days with DD. I am (reluctantly but we need the money for bills) going back to work in Nov and am trying to get her to start taking bottles before she starts nursery.
Started with EBM and after a struggle over about a week she was happily accepting the bottle. Impractical for me to express at work long term and I can only express v small amounts so started mixing a little formula with the EBM this week with aim of building up to full formula feeds. DD resisted bottle like mad and then had physical reaction (rash, swollen itchy eyes), GP suspects cows milk allergy so has prescribed utterly horrid hypoallergenic formula.
Am now introducing this again by mixing small amount with EBM. Again DD resisting like mad, crying etc although she has finished the bottles each time. I have praised her loads as she drinks the bottles and given her lots of cuddles and kisses when the bottles are finished, tried to keep as calm as possible although experience has been horribly upsetting and frustrating for me as well as her.
This whole carry-on has made for a very miserable baby over the past couple of days. She is normally so happy and smiley but today for example has cried on and off for no particular reasons, when I went to give her a kiss on her playmat she started crying again and I'm afraid I snapped at her asking her what on earth was wrong which made her cry even more, and kind of went 'aargh' with frustration which led to even more crying. She would hardly look at me the rest of today and seemed to push my hands away when I stroked her cheek at bedtime which she usually likes.
She seems to be chewing quite a bit today and dribbling so maybe her teeth are bothering her but I am so worried that the imposition of the bottle and the snapping have broken her trust and love for me.
It took me a long time to come to terms with a surprise pregnancy with DD and with motherhood after she arrived. The last month or so have been wonderful though, I have found it a joy to be with DD and they have been golden days. Because of things that have happened earlier in my life I haven't really been able to love anyone for so long or believe that anyone could really love me, finally with DD I feel like I am able to love this dear little person and that she loves her Mummy too and I couldn't bear to have ruined it.
I am probably being far too sensitive and over dramatising - but I suppose what I am asking is will it be OK?