Tugs and creepy breast feeding has been the one thing that has had me in tears and feeling utterly hopeless. In the first few days I saw four different midwifes, all with different opinions and advice. One was a total BF nazi, and told me I cudnt do the lying down position I learnt in hospital and was doing within one hour of birth. Her opinion was I should only do the 'rugby ball' and because I struggled to do it in bed, I MUST do them on my sofa, even at nite when the house wud be cold. I was not prepared to bring DS up and downstairs that much, still wobbly on my feet and tired like a zombie because at the point was feeding 11 times in one day.
Result = lots of frustration, confusion, cracked, scabbed and bleeding nipples.
However, now using Boots nipple sheilds, what a godsend. No longer have ANY pain and whilst it takes DS a little longer to get the milk through both he and I are happy. Am also topping up with a couple of bottles of formula.
If you havent tried the sheilds please do! Theyre only a few quid, and wish id had them sooner, would have avoided having a few rotten days at a time which is so precious. Good luck both, really feel for you because that is exactly how I felt.
On another note, am loving Ewan. His lullaby setting sounds like Spa music, its soothing me as well as DS!