To put it simply, breastfeeding is hard. I envisioned myself while I was pregnant as breastfeeding beautifully with a huge supply leftover in my refrigerator so I could take luxurious naps and we would always have extra milk.
I’m sure there are plenty of people out there who can do this and I may be able to some day but the first couple of weeks, I couldn’t. I remember it took about a week for my milk to come in and when it did it came in slow and I never felt like Henry was getting enough. We would nurse and nurse and nurse and he would just cry and I felt helpless. I would read countless forums and websites telling me that the first two weeks were the hardest and I just had to make it over that hurdle. I talked to so many different people and they all told me Henry was fine but I never felt sure of myself. He was having plenty of wet diapers but not many dirty diapers and he was sometimes going three days In between them. Everyone would tell me this was normal but Henry would be so uncomfortable that it always made me uneasy. I would sometimes nurse him and cry to Alex that I was failing and I couldn’t handle it. I felt so lost and helpless. I wanted to breastfeed so badly and I couldn’t let myself give it up.
So, I didn’t. I let him nurse. And nurse. And nurse. Sometimes it felt like the entire day was spent nursing and that was okay. I tried to keep my spirits up about it and I kept fighting for it.
Then at week three, I had milk. Henry could eat and was satisfied after 30 minutes or so and the dirty diapers started happening more frequently. I had a lactation consultant come over just for a final “everything’s fine” kind of meeting and Henry had gained a pound and 2 ounces in two weeks which is amazing progress.
I felt so much relief. For the first time since Henry was born I had faith in myself. The best way breastfeeding was described to me was that it takes 85% determination and 15% ability which makes total sense.
I had to fight for my milk, a fight I never thought I would have. I’m writing this because I feel like there’s a whole other side to breastfeeding that’s hardly talked about. I feel like so many women give it up because it seems too hard but they just don’t have the support or answers they should.
Breastfeeding used to be the most terrifying and stressful thing I did and now it’s one of the best and most satisfying. I get to feed my son the way I always dreamed of doing and it’s amazing feeling.
A few breastfeeding tips I learned that basically saved me and I wish I knew prior to having Henry:
Let him nurse. And nurse. And nurse. It will basically feel like the only thing you do in the beginning but it helps establish your milk supply so it’s a good thing. For us we spent a few days in bed, doing nothing but breastfeeding and skin to skin. It was definitely hard but also some of the best few days of us figuring each other out.
Water is your milk supply. I’ve noticed a definite difference in my milk if I had a lot to drink that day or not enough.
Don’t read forums. It’s just moms going back and forth on what worked for them and what didn’t and that doesn’t necessarily mean those things will work for you. Go straight to the source. Kellymom and La Leche League were the best places for me to get good advice.
Talk to someone. Breastfeeding is hard because you’re the only one who can do it and that feeling can be deeply overwhelming. I talked to everyone I could about breastfeeding gaining as much information as possible and comforting myself. I would also talk to Alex about all my concerns which really helped because he could put things in a different perspective that I may not have realized.
Get support. If you feel like something is wrong or you’re just unsure of how things are going, make an appointment with someone who specializes in breastfeeding. Hospitals have great resources and most pediatrician offices have lactation consultants on their staff. There are also lactation consultants out there who you can call or will come to you directly.
Don’t let yourself drown. It’s hard. Sometimes it’s a fight to keep your head above water but it’s so worth it. During week two I could have easily given up and just given Henry a bottle of formula. It would have been so easy and the thought crossed my mind way too many times. But I’m so thankful I pushed through because I’m so happy with where I am now.
It gets easier. It does. It may not seem like it but your body does figure it out and your milk supply evens itself out. It takes 6-8 weeks for your milk supply to be established and I’m not even there yet but I finally feel like I’m on the right track.
Enjoy it. When we were fighting for milk, sometimes it started to feel like a chore instead of it being a bonding experience between me and my baby and I hated that feeling. It was so easy to get wrapped up in my insecurities that I was forgetting to see the big picture. He will never be this little again. It was such a better experience for us when I remembered to take a step back and remind myself what it was I was actually doing.
Women are absolutely amazing. We grow this this person, birth them and then can sustain them with Just our bodies. I have such a bigger appreciation for women after going through this amazing journey.
Just know that with breastfeeding, you are not alone. It may feel that way but there are always people out there to talk to and to help.
I hope to do updates on this subject because I feel it’s something that is constantly changing and evolving. If you have any questions or just need someone to talk to, I’m all ears! This has easily become one of my favorite subjects because of how passionately I feel about it. Never be afraid to talk to someone or to ask a “stupid” question. I’ve asked handfuls of people plenty of questions I thought were silly and they never treated them that way.
Breastfeeding is absolutely beautiful. But it sometimes takes work and can be extremely stressful to come out on the other side. But I can almost guarantee that all the women that do don’t regret how hard they had to work for it. I know I don’t.