Or my lack thereof. 
I gave birth to my first son almost three years ago. The breastfeeding support was fairly good, meaning that if I had wanted, a LLL would have come out to my house. Honestly, after having my breasts mauled in the hospital, I just wanted some peace. My breasts never engorged, I developed cracked, bleeding and scabby nipples, I'm assuming from poor latch. I also had no clue what 'let down' was because my breasts never did that. After a week, I gave up and fed him his first bottle of formula. I cried as I mixed it up and read 'Breast is best' on the side of the formula can. Even after I quit breastfeeding cold turkey, my breasts did not engorge.
Fast forward to December when I birthed my second son. I was sure that this time would go better, even though my breasts performed less-than-spectacularly the first time. This time around I felt engorgement, I could feel the let down, and I was psyched. Then my nipples cracked again, even though I'm fairly certain he had a good latch. It never caused me pain until the cracks appeared. After suffering for a week, I tried my hand at pumping exclusively for him, but failed after a month.
He's six months old and I still feel like a complete failure. I hide when I have to mix his bottles in public. I'm sad when I hear a breastfeeding mom talk about breastfeeding. It's horrible.
So, how do I let go of the guilt, and figure out how to make breastfeeding easier for future children? (first is set to arrive September 2008 if my ovaries do their job)

I gave birth to my first son almost three years ago. The breastfeeding support was fairly good, meaning that if I had wanted, a LLL would have come out to my house. Honestly, after having my breasts mauled in the hospital, I just wanted some peace. My breasts never engorged, I developed cracked, bleeding and scabby nipples, I'm assuming from poor latch. I also had no clue what 'let down' was because my breasts never did that. After a week, I gave up and fed him his first bottle of formula. I cried as I mixed it up and read 'Breast is best' on the side of the formula can. Even after I quit breastfeeding cold turkey, my breasts did not engorge.
Fast forward to December when I birthed my second son. I was sure that this time would go better, even though my breasts performed less-than-spectacularly the first time. This time around I felt engorgement, I could feel the let down, and I was psyched. Then my nipples cracked again, even though I'm fairly certain he had a good latch. It never caused me pain until the cracks appeared. After suffering for a week, I tried my hand at pumping exclusively for him, but failed after a month.
He's six months old and I still feel like a complete failure. I hide when I have to mix his bottles in public. I'm sad when I hear a breastfeeding mom talk about breastfeeding. It's horrible.
So, how do I let go of the guilt, and figure out how to make breastfeeding easier for future children? (first is set to arrive September 2008 if my ovaries do their job)









) incredibly stubborn--my husband still says that was the main contributor to my BF'ing success. I was just absolutely unaccepting of the thought of quitting. I might have been bawling in my living room and a total zombie for days, but I made it happen. I was going to do whatever I had to do--call whatever expert I had to call. And my husband was a huge, tremendous help. He basically cleaned pump parts continually and woke us up every three hours around the clock to feed and pump. And, looking back, I was glad it was him and that he was the only one there with me and DD. No one else to interrupt our "system" with wanting to hold the baby or "help" with all the other IMO less important stuff.
Amityfree. And Moonjelly, that was an awesome post. Excellent advice. Breastfeeding can be a tremendous amount of work, and sometimes we can't do it exclusively, but when you done your absolutely best the pride is
: After countless LC in the hospital (I think it was 5 or 6, I truly lost track) took a look at her latch and told me it was fine and I just had sensitive nipples I almost lost it. I was in tears, the pain was unbearable! I told the nurses that this was worse than childbirth ( I had no meds for birth). They did not know what to do so one of them suggested that I give my girl a bottle since she was starving. I did not know any better and I trusted her expert opinion.
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