I need a rant more than anything..
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I had a hospital appointment today for my 9 month old. She was seriously ill at the start of the year with a chest virus and developed double pneumonia on top of it and was hospitalised for 2 weeks (oh - the battle to breastfeed her then, but that's another story). It was a slow recovery and since then she has caught two colds which have knocked her back a bit. I was actually really happy with her in the last three weeks and was nearly going to cancel today's appointment, but thought I'd better go. I thought we'd be sent on our way with the hospital's blessings, never to see them again.
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But oh no!
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My baby has been exclusively breastfed from birth. I introduced solids at 6 months, but she wasn't interested until about 7.5 months. Some days she eats like a horse, some days she's not bothered at all. She was on the average line on the (formula) growth charts in the early days. She lost a lot of weight when she got sick in January. She has been weighed on 3 different scales, the hospital scales, the public health nurse scales and the g.p's scales, which all seem to give drastically different readings (recently she was weighed on 2 scales on consecutive days and there was a difference of almost 1 lb in the readings). So her weight chart is all over the place.
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The paediatrician today was saying my daughter's weight has dropped to the 10th percentile and that any more of drop and she'd be getting into failure-to-thrive territory. This woman had never seen or met me or my baby before today. I pointed out that even though she did drop, she is still maintaining steady growth along that line, albeit low down in the grand scheme of things. The paediatrician said that she had started with a 'normal' baby weight and should therefore maintain a 'normal' baby weight.  I pointed out that her weight dropped when she was seriously ill, and was nil-by-mouth for 5 days, being drip-fed. The paediatrician said that 4 weeks ago she was weighed (on the g.p's scales) and climbed to the 25th percentile and now she has dropped back down again. I pointed out that that was on a different weighing scales and if we only looked at the public health nurse's figures, she has never got back up to the 25th percentile, but has maintained a steady course on the 10th. I said to the paediatrician to look at her. She is as lively as they come, full of beans and very happy. The paediatrician said that "that may be now, but the figures on the growth chart indicated that she won't be like that for long and some intervention is required". I pointed out that her length is also in the 10th percentile (which to me indicates she is the perfect weight for her size). The paediatrician said this was irrelevant.
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Then she asked me about breastfeeding and how often I breastfed. I feed on demand. The paediatrician insisted this was the problem. That my daughter should be eating 3 good sized meals a day (does anyone know a baby who will eat three good sized meals every day). She should only be getting two feeds of 250ml each a day. She even suggested I should perhaps express my milk and give it to her in a bottle to ensure she is only getting 500ml max. She reckoned my baby is getting too full of breastmilk and cannot eat 'proper' food and that is why she is not growing properly. I said I would talk to my la leche league leader before I changed anything to do with our breasfeeding relationship. The paediatrician didn't like that and said that I am endangering my baby if I continue to feed on demand.  Â
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It drives me NUTS. Why don't they get that breastfeeding is not simply equivalent to 250ml of nutrition in a bottle!!! They don't understand the nurturing and bonding and mothering and that both my baby and I would be heartbroken to reduce or eliminate this relationship. I know in my heart of hearts my baby is fine. But now that woman has planted seeds of worry in my head and I feel stressed looking at my little girl. I know I will get over this, but right now I feel like our innocence has been robbed, that instead of enjoying our mealtimes I'll be watching how much my little girl is eating like a hawk. And I have pangs of guilt and doubt when I let her breastfeed as she wishes. I have felt so angry and upset all day. I just needed to get his off my chest.
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Thanks for listening.
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