After taking all the baby classes offered by my hospital, I learned breastfeeding was the way to go. I happily told my OBGYN I'm breastfeeding. I check, NO.. double checked the box for exclusively breastfeeding when my bundle of joy arrives.
Fast forward to my labor and delivery room to the very second when I met my baby. He barely latched on me and I had so many new mommy emotions but I needed to hide the loud shatter of my heart when he didn't take my breast. My nurses told me not to worry and they'll have nipple shields for me to use when I'm upstairs in my postpartum room.
The piece of plastic. Was. What. Ruined. My. breastfeeding. Bonding. Experience.
It was difficult to use. Baby Noah had to work extra hard for milk. When the lactation consultant came in, it was a miracle with a million angels singing as Noah latched on and happily filled his tiny tummy. But after she's gone, all hell broke loose. I learned to hand express 10ml of milk into a sirange but it seemed so little....
But wait, it gets worst! After getting discharged, it was just the hubby and I plus my mom who came by to help. Noah barely slept at night because I couldn't produce enough milk for him. I felt like a failure. I wanted to do all I can for my toothless love but I couldn't. The hubby and my mom both insisted to supplement with formula. I refused because I didn't want Noah to pick formula over me (selfish huh?) Finally, on Noah's 2nd night at home, I gave them the green light to supplement. The hubby and my mom were so glad I changed my mind.
We seemed interventions. We truly did. I talked to Noah's pediatrician, my OBGYN, schedule several appoinments in person and on the phone with a lactation consultant and nothing seem to help. That is until my breast pump from my insurance showed up and a hospital grade pump (no rental fee from my lactation consultant) I decided to pump inside of breastfeeding. I made up my mind in no more than a week of my son's birth to exclusively pump.
Stay tuned to find out what happened!
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