Breastfeeding Part 2 - Did I Give Up?

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A week ago I posted about my struggles with breastfeeding Heidi. I was in a pretty bad place when I wrote it; tired, emotional and I still had a post-op hangover to contend with too. The post was a bit of a cry-for-help and I received so much advice from fellow bloggers, friends and complete strangers that I thought I’d post a quick follow-up to let everyone know I’m okay, and just how Heidi and I have decided to move forward.

The gist of the post was that I was finding positioning virtually impossible with a c-section wound and large boobs. I also wasn’t enjoying the ‘act’ of breastfeeding itself and felt a bit like a milk-cow. Being so diddy, Heidi was also only just working out to feed efficiently so would take up to two hours per feed which was difficult on Dexter. It was bad enough adjusting to having to share me with his sister, let alone having me held captive on the sofa. He wasn’t violent, but he did seem really heartbroken that I was dedicating so much time to Heidi and he was left to play independently for such long periods. The whole thing made me dread feeding times and Craig would see me crying daily and getting irritable with Heidi in a way that a new mummy should never be. 10325541_10152066347927190_8205445067148453103_n

After a nightfeed Heidi will steal my pillow

So my first instinct was to pack it all in. This is what I eventually did with Dex (approx 6 weeks in). I didn’t miss the experience at all and Dexter is a healthy and happy little guy - so I didn’t worry about giving up from a health stance. In fact, the only thing that stopped me was the fact that Heidi is likely to be my last baby - I wanted to at least give it a chance.

Never-the-less, I still thought it was affecting my relationship with Heidi. It’s not right to resent your newborn, and it’s not right to sit there in floods of tears every time she cries out for nourishment. I still don’t think we’ve crossed this bridge entirely but I have made it halfway across. I love my little girl, but I’m still finding it hard. Right now, I’m not clear whether this is the usual 6 week haze every new mum feels, or something a little more worrying. I’ve decided to stay positive about this for now and maybe book a GP appointment for a PND assessment at a later date.

As regards feeding, Heidi is now combination fed. She is exclusively breastfeed at night and somehow we’ve managed to find a laying down position (of sorts) which means she’s co-sleeping beside me after her nightfeed. It’s not ideal as I worry about having her in bed beside me, but moving her back to her crib is impossible as her sleep is so light. I’m definitely finding that breastmilk is the quickest way to send her to sleep, but that sleep is short-lived.

Throughout the day, she’ll still have boob-time before her bottles where possible. It works really well and I’m feeling far less irritable. I actually think I’m probably breastfeeding more now than I was before, but I’m feeling less pressure to be the sole provider of milk. If I’m too tired, I don’t have to do it. This realisation is a new one, and one I’m happily embracing.

My only concern now is that Heidi seems to have a poorly tummy after her formula feeds. She winds easily but seems to find it really difficult to poop. When she does manage it, she cries out in pain. I’m completely clued up on colic but I don’t think this is it. Perhaps the formula isn’t agreeing with her, or maybe our sterilsation isn’t as thorough as we thought. It’s something I’ll be keeping an eye on and raising with the GP.

Dex and Heidi

They’re slowly beginning to bond

I can still sit there for up to 2 hours with Heidi but these long feeds are becoming less frequent. I think this is a combination of Heidi becoming more efficient, and my being less stiff and more relaxed. She may still need a top-up after nursing, but as least Heidi has had the benefit of me before she’s given her bottle. It also means my milk won’t dry up so all options are left open.

I’ve decided not to see a lactation consultant (despite initially booking a meeting). I know Heidi’s latch could be better and perhaps there is a tiny bit of tongue-tie, but she seems to be coping never-the-less and I’d rather she didn’t undergo an unnecessary procedure. I’m also fed up of appointments now and would rather just get on with it. When Heidi gets a little stronger, and my boobs level out a bit, hopefully we’ll be able to maneuver ourselves into more comfortable positions.

Feeding away from home continues to be a problem. On these days she’ll be given formula or we’ll try to express in advance. I just don’t feel comfortable breastfeeding when I’m out and about so I don’t want to stress myself out over it. It’s very rare that we’ll be out for an entire day anyway so it’s not something I’ve had to think too deeply about yet. I guess I’ll just cross that bridge when it comes to it.

So thanks everyone, I’m so grateful for all your help and support and will continue to keep you updated.

 


Is breastfeeding to blame for my baby blues?

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Breastfeeding is regarded by almost all as the best bonding experience between a mum and her baby. I’ve also heard dozens of mums talk of an overwhelming sense of pride that they’re able to solely sustain their babies. It all sounds very romantic and most mums will give it a good bash when they first meet their babies - myself included.

What’s more, every week the press will unveil some new benefit attributed to breastfeeding (sometimes spurious and ridiculous, but more often than not promoting the health and well-being of your baby in a way that can’t be ignored) - there was even some talk a few months back about the Government offering financial incentives to breastfeeding mums.

So if it’s that great, why am I this close to giving up?

Firstly there’s the way it makes me feel. I can’t seem to shake the thought that the act itself is primitive and animalistic. I feel like I’ve regressed to a dog or a cow swollen with milk. Adding to the effect, my breasts are large (currently 36H) meaning I’m favouring the rugby ball method with Heidi slung under my armpit on a cloud of pillows. This stops me smothering her with my breast but isn’t discreet and pretty like the pictures in the press. There’s nothing enjoyable about it either. I can’t gently stroke her head whilst she has her fill or she’d cop an elbow in the face! What’s more, it is isn’t really possible in the middle of Costa Coffee!

Add to this that fact I’m sporting a c-section wound that threatens to bust open at any moment, a baby that is yet to work out how to feed efficiently (one feed can take up to two hours), and a milk supply that has somewhat depleted given we had to introduce a few bottles of formula whilst waiting for my milk to come through, and hopefully I’m building a picture of just how much of a struggle this has been so far.

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Then there’s the impact on my toddler. As I watch Dexter struggle to come to terms with Heidi joining the family, every cry takes on a heartbreaking quality. He’ll call for Mama and paw at my legs and arms begging me to get on the floor with him and help him with a board puzzle. But no, I’m stuck in the most unnatural position you can think of with Heidi. I also go a little like a zombie when I breastfeed - I find it exhausting so often nod off. A few days ago I awoke to find Dex sitting on the floor of the downstairs loo reading a book in floods of tears. It broke me and I cried the entire day.

The discomfort is made even worse by the fact that my uterus continues to contract when she’s latched on. This is a horrible sensation and brings back flashbacks of the trauma my body went through before I was wheeled through to theatre. Then there’s the obligatory sore nipples. Every latch is excruciatingly painful. I feel stupid even writing this when my nipples are barely cracked but when you’re wobbling over whether to pack it all in or not you look for any excuse to quit - this is just another fat tick in the cons list.

Is it also selfish of me to worry about what state my boobs will be in when this is all over?

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All this has led to me seriously questioning whether it’s worth it. I know this might sound melodramatic, unnatural and even shocking to some, but I’m almost resenting Heidi’s insatiability and the sheer amount of time it takes to feed her. I feel so desperately sorry for Dexter and feel like a bad mum to both children. I hate the way it makes me feel about her, and I hate the way that Dexter is left for such long periods of time to entertain himself. Worst of all, I hate myself for even allowing these thoughts to creep on in.

I know I’ll be disappointed with myself if I admit defeat so easily. If Heidi gets more efficient and I make a real effort to wean her off these bottles, this could really work for us when I’m fully healed - it’s certainly easier than faffing around with bottles in the kitchen at 3am! But this doesn’t change the fact that I’ll never be able to recreate our feeding position in public, or be apart from Heidi for any length of time - I can’t ever see myself being able to express with my lowly supply. The only alternative is a complicated combination routine that I simply don’t trust myself to stick to.

I need some advice guys, I really do. Is there a connection between breastfeeding and baby blues? Perhaps this is the problem. I know that Craig is worried now and is keen for me to stop. He’s the one that sees me in tears daily, or irritable with Heidi. He thinks I’m putting too much pressure on myself and he has a point. I suffered quite badly with PND with Dex and do worry that some of the old signs are there again. Surely it’s not natural for me to dread feeding my baby?

 


Review: Loveyush London Breastfeeding Scarf

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I see this baby as an opportunity for Breastfeeding Take #2. My problems with Dexter are well documented, not least because my milk hadn’t come through when little man arrived, the midwives were pushy beyond belief, and Dexter was hospitalised with Strep B at 6 weeks. This time, I know my milk is already there (I won’t go into details - I’m sure you can guess!) and I’m pretty keen to make it a success. So I’m ready to jump headfirst into the unglamorous world of breast pumps, nursing bras and breast pads. Bring it on.

There are the usual anxieties. I’m nervous about managing the feed schedule completely on my own (Craig is many things, but a milk producer he is not). I’m terrified of going out on my own for a girl’s night and springing a leak. And I’m not looking forward to whipping out my breasts in public and having a showdown with restaurant managers nationwide. Nope. Not at all.

When researching the exhibitors at this year’s Baby Show, I got chatting to Bhakti, fellow mum-to-be and owner of Loveyush London. Loveyush London breastfeeding scarves are luxurious covers for discreet (and even stylish!) breastfeeding for when out and about. Keen to prove to me that it is possible to feed-on-the-go without exposing myself, Bhakti sent me one of her gorgeous scarves to put through its paces.

The first thing worth noting is the packaging. A branded box, within a hessian bag ensures that your scarf will arrive in impeccable condition. My scarf even came with a cute lavender-scented pouch so it smelt lovely when I opened the box. There are leaflets aplenty to show you the other designs and how to wear your scarf - the whole package was incredibly impressive and would make a fabulous gift for a new mummy.

I selected the Cavendish design in Dark Blue and I love it. The colours suit me perfectly and it compliments every item in my wardrobe.There are however, tons of other pretty and colourful designs available on the website, and even more being revealed for the first time at the upcoming Baby Show at London ExCel 21-23 Feb.

The key to the scarf is versatility. When you’re not breastfeeding, you need something stylish you can fling around your neck. There are millions of ways of tying your scarf, but I prefer something really simple like this! The material drapes beautifully and is really soft around your neck. It also washes incredibly well at 30 degrees and keeps its shape which is perfect if you have any breastfeeding mishaps.

Then, when baby needs a feed, you simply untie your scarf, pop your head through the hole (much like a poncho), and you have a plentiful scarf to cover all your bits and bobs for a discreet feed. As baby is shielded from the sun and all other distractions he / she will be feed better and faster too! I’ve had to stage a feed here to take a piccie, so that’s my arm creating a baby shape under there!

The material is lovely and thick so you know you’re safe from prying eyes, yet lightweight and breathable so as not to irritate baby. The hole is also wide enough for you to comfortably peek down at baby whilst feeding.

As if all that wasn’t enough, you can also pop your scarf over your car seat to act as a sun shield when you’re out and about! I’ve seen other mums also pop theirs on the grass in parks as a mini playmat for their babies (bit cold and wet to demo this at the moment! - Oh and I suppose I would need a baby!).

The Loveyush scarf also fits handily over pram hoods as a black out blind for baby in the summer. The lightweight fabric ensures they won’t get too hot under there, and the hole makes a handy viewing window so you can check on baby without disturbing her sleep. The hole also means that plenty of air is circulated within the pram for added peace of mind. There’s a fab review over on the Baby Expo blog which shows the Loveyush in action on a pram - as we haven’t bought our pram yet I can’t demonstrate this myself.

It’s a fantastic idea for anxious breastfeeders (like me). I have huge boobs and couldn’t imagine any other way of discreetly negotiating a feed in public. It’s definitely given me the confidence I need to get this show off the road! Costing from £27.50 (mine is £34.79) they’re fabulous value for money too!

If you fancy winning one of these gorgeous scarves (in a design of your choice), Bhakti is currently running a competition over on her Facebook Page, or you can head over to Twitter to say hello and find out more.

I’m so impressed by this simple and clever product, I’m linking up to the fabulous Tried and Tested linky from the gorgeous Kate from Family Fever and Colette from We’re Going on an Adventure!

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I received my scarf free of charge in exchange for this review. Any subsequent gushing is purely because I love it!

 

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