I just had my first baby on April 27th. She's wonderful and DH and I are so happy.
Before I had children I had many formed opinions on the "proper" way to parent. I had a very arrogant attitude (internally- I wasn't a flamer) towards people who formula fed. I believed that formula should only be used in impossible situations- adoption, pre-maturity, illness, etc. I thought people who used forumla for any other reason must be lazy and selfish.
Now I find myself using formula everyday. After dd was born, I had to have surgery and the nurses gave my dd a bottle. Since then she has been too lazy to latch and I have been to overwhelmed and exhausted to keep at it. I try to nurse 2-4 times a day, but if I'm lucky only one of those results in quasi-successful nursing.
We're using a nipple shield, which helps, but dd doesn't want to make the effort. If I'm feeling vigorous I will sit for 20 minutes or so trying to help her latch, but he crying wears me down and I just want to her to be fed so I giv in and use a bottle. I'm pumping now in the hopes that I can filter the milk in under the nipple shield to give dd some "instant gratification" when she begins to nurse, but all too often it winds up in a bottle, reenforcing the nipple confusion.
In the middle of the night I'm so tired that the last thing I want to do is struggle with dd on my breast. I just want to feed her and try to coax her back to sleep so again, the formula finds itself back in the picture.
I feel like a failure, a fraud and a hypocrite. I just want the nursing relationship that I've waited for with dd. I want the soothing, mom-baby time that we occasionally have when nursing is a success. I don't want her to cry and cry with hunger and frustration as we try to nurse. I don't want to cry myself every time we fail. I don't want to be angry with myself or dd when it's not working. I don't know what to do. A part of me wants to just surrender to formula and give up on nursing until the next child comes along. Another part of me feels guilty and ashamed for not being stronger and fighting for my nursing relationship.
I don't know if anyone's been there, but I just had to get it out. Sigh...
Kristi
Before I had children I had many formed opinions on the "proper" way to parent. I had a very arrogant attitude (internally- I wasn't a flamer) towards people who formula fed. I believed that formula should only be used in impossible situations- adoption, pre-maturity, illness, etc. I thought people who used forumla for any other reason must be lazy and selfish.
Now I find myself using formula everyday. After dd was born, I had to have surgery and the nurses gave my dd a bottle. Since then she has been too lazy to latch and I have been to overwhelmed and exhausted to keep at it. I try to nurse 2-4 times a day, but if I'm lucky only one of those results in quasi-successful nursing.
We're using a nipple shield, which helps, but dd doesn't want to make the effort. If I'm feeling vigorous I will sit for 20 minutes or so trying to help her latch, but he crying wears me down and I just want to her to be fed so I giv in and use a bottle. I'm pumping now in the hopes that I can filter the milk in under the nipple shield to give dd some "instant gratification" when she begins to nurse, but all too often it winds up in a bottle, reenforcing the nipple confusion.
In the middle of the night I'm so tired that the last thing I want to do is struggle with dd on my breast. I just want to feed her and try to coax her back to sleep so again, the formula finds itself back in the picture.
I feel like a failure, a fraud and a hypocrite. I just want the nursing relationship that I've waited for with dd. I want the soothing, mom-baby time that we occasionally have when nursing is a success. I don't want her to cry and cry with hunger and frustration as we try to nurse. I don't want to cry myself every time we fail. I don't want to be angry with myself or dd when it's not working. I don't know what to do. A part of me wants to just surrender to formula and give up on nursing until the next child comes along. Another part of me feels guilty and ashamed for not being stronger and fighting for my nursing relationship.
I don't know if anyone's been there, but I just had to get it out. Sigh...
Kristi









