I've now had 3 cases of it, and it's killing me.
I bf both my girls for 30 months and EP'ed for my surrodaughter for 1 month before mastitis got in the way and stopped me. Now i'm at the point for the first time in my life where i'm contemplating formula. My breasts are ravaged and so miserable. My left breast, i have a permanant duct that will forever be collapsed and it is painful to breastfeed to this day. Not something that kills me, but ughh some days I wish i produced NO milk. I know women fight tooth and nail to produce, but i hyperlactate. Think over 120 oz a day. And poor ds cannot keep up with it.
For example. Today alone he brought my milk in 4 times, only wanting to be rocked to sleep and not wanting anything to do with the milk that was drowning him. So there the milk sat, and because dh was gone I couldn't pump because that meant laying down ds SCREAMING for me to just hold and rock him. And i cannot stand the sound of his pitiful screams.
Yeah, i'm not looking for any answers. Just having a pity party and a moment of 'I want to give up after all these years and cases of mastitis' moment. I wish my body produced normally instead of over the top.
I bf both my girls for 30 months and EP'ed for my surrodaughter for 1 month before mastitis got in the way and stopped me. Now i'm at the point for the first time in my life where i'm contemplating formula. My breasts are ravaged and so miserable. My left breast, i have a permanant duct that will forever be collapsed and it is painful to breastfeed to this day. Not something that kills me, but ughh some days I wish i produced NO milk. I know women fight tooth and nail to produce, but i hyperlactate. Think over 120 oz a day. And poor ds cannot keep up with it.
For example. Today alone he brought my milk in 4 times, only wanting to be rocked to sleep and not wanting anything to do with the milk that was drowning him. So there the milk sat, and because dh was gone I couldn't pump because that meant laying down ds SCREAMING for me to just hold and rock him. And i cannot stand the sound of his pitiful screams.
Yeah, i'm not looking for any answers. Just having a pity party and a moment of 'I want to give up after all these years and cases of mastitis' moment. I wish my body produced normally instead of over the top.







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