Possibly did something very bad for my mental health. Was having skin to skin cuddles with DS just now to comfort him after he was sick all over himself. He started rooting at my boobs, so I thought hey why not see if he will suckle boob for comfort.
He latches on perfectly for 20 seconds then pulls away crying.
I squeeze my sad deflated boobs and a few pathetic drops come out. I tried the other side and different positions. DS howls louder, my poor boobs dribble a drop or two. I had a bottle there so I gave it to him and he sucked happily and hungrily.
It's all come rushing back, the guilt, the feeling of failure, I can't stop crying. It's not fair, I just want to breastfeed my baby. I looked forward to it all pregnancy. Breastfeeding books were the only books I read during pregnancy, I was determined to get it right from the start. I see his arms and legs getting chubbier and I hurt a little inside because I wish it were MY milk doing that, not formula 
I feel so stupid wearing my breastfeeding clothes (they're the only ones that fit me, and I stupidly bought a whole wardrobe of them). I see pictures of mums feeding their babies and it makes me get a knot in my stomach.
I know at the end of the day it doesn't really matter because my lovely boy is happy and very healthy, but it still hurts so so much.
When you ladies who are bf next feed your babbas, please please take just a moment or two to really appreciate it and be grateful you can so it. I am so jealous of you all.
I've always believed that you can do anything if you put your mind to it
sadly breastfeeding taught me that isn't true.