mylittle princess was born a week ago on friday. literally the happiest day in my life.. however, i've benn findung myself an absolute emotional nightmare since then, mostly because of feelings of inadequacy from nursing. we are totally 100% dedicated to being a 100% bf family but my god this is hard.
when i was pg alli focused on was the pregnancy and birth (we had a lovely naturalunmedicated waterbirth at a birth center) and didn't spend much time thinking about the "now what". no one warned me that bfing would so painful, difficult and physically and emotionally draining.
I've been feeling like a horrible mother for the past week because i've been dreading feeding my baby. night time is the worst... especially when i'malready exhausted and she wakes me up demanding i produce food from my already bruised and bleeding nipples.
we had latch problems at the beginning. we sorted those out. then i had problems withmy milk coming in.. i was so engorged on the left side that nothing would come out... a midnight trip to the midwife center to hace the LC physically squeeze my breast until it gave upthe goods will forever live in my mind. my baby lost over a pound in those first few days. it was scary and i felt totally ineffectual as my one biological function wasn'y functioning.
now she is eating ALL the time. she can't be near me without wanting to nurse.. i'm nothing more than a buffet to her. she's sweet and loving with her daddy though, and as happy as that makes me, it makes me sad as well. i want to be more thanjust a cow.
logically i know that this phase won't last forever. i know that by the endof the first month many things change and her feedings will space themselves out. logically i know that mt hormones are still all in an uproar and that they'll balance out.. butnone of that logic helps me when my baby is crying and i can't help her. all i can do is offer up a breast, while daddy can pick her up and make her calm down.
i feel like a terrible mother.
that's my rant.
when i was pg alli focused on was the pregnancy and birth (we had a lovely naturalunmedicated waterbirth at a birth center) and didn't spend much time thinking about the "now what". no one warned me that bfing would so painful, difficult and physically and emotionally draining.
I've been feeling like a horrible mother for the past week because i've been dreading feeding my baby. night time is the worst... especially when i'malready exhausted and she wakes me up demanding i produce food from my already bruised and bleeding nipples.
we had latch problems at the beginning. we sorted those out. then i had problems withmy milk coming in.. i was so engorged on the left side that nothing would come out... a midnight trip to the midwife center to hace the LC physically squeeze my breast until it gave upthe goods will forever live in my mind. my baby lost over a pound in those first few days. it was scary and i felt totally ineffectual as my one biological function wasn'y functioning.
now she is eating ALL the time. she can't be near me without wanting to nurse.. i'm nothing more than a buffet to her. she's sweet and loving with her daddy though, and as happy as that makes me, it makes me sad as well. i want to be more thanjust a cow.
logically i know that this phase won't last forever. i know that by the endof the first month many things change and her feedings will space themselves out. logically i know that mt hormones are still all in an uproar and that they'll balance out.. butnone of that logic helps me when my baby is crying and i can't help her. all i can do is offer up a breast, while daddy can pick her up and make her calm down.
i feel like a terrible mother.
that's my rant.








mama. It is hard at the beginning, but it does get easier. You're a great mommy for fighting through this to do the best thing for your daughter.
: and it really helped me. At least tears weren't pooling on dd's head while I fed her (not that she seemed to mind at the time).
I know I did with dd1. I wasn't prepared for it to take everything I had just to feed my child. It does get better, alot better, but it takes time. It was a slow process for me, it wasn't until one day I woke and realized that I no longer dreaded nursing that I realized we had arrived on the other side so to speak.
You can do this, come here and vent, ask questions, whatever you need to get you through each day. 


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