Hi everyone! My name is Michelle and I am a new mommy (December 27th, to be exact!) of a handsome lil guy who has stole my heart and has his daddy wrapped around his little finger! I blog over at The Vintage Apple and pretty much talk about anything and everything! You can read about my baby boy’s arrival here!
The beginnings of breastfeeding for me were perfect…textbook, even. My milk came in the day the baby was born, and I was able to nurse with confidence as soon as he first latched on. Everything seemed perfect. I even learned to pump the first day because I knew I would need the baby to be comfortable with a bottle for when I go back to work and he goes to daycare.
So, I alternated breastfeeding with bottle feeding and the baby did extremely well with both. Turns out, teaching him to drink from a bottle early on was a true blessing in disguise. Two weeks after the baby was born, I woke up one morning in EXTREME stomach pain. The pain would come and go, and I thought I had a stomach bug. I was really scared that I was going to pass the bug on to my baby and didn’t know what to do. About four in the afternoon, the pain suddenly vanished. I was so happy that I wasn’t feeling bad anymore and continued on with my daily routine. Around 11 that night, the pain came back with a vengeance and there was no denying that I had something MUCH worse than a stomach bug. My husband rushed me to the emergency room and I had to have emergency gallbladder surgery.
On top of the gallbladder that was infected, I also had a Urinary Tract Infection that I didn’t even realize I had. So, the ER doctor told me he was going to put me on a very strong antibiotic and breastfeeding would no longer be an option. I was DEVASTATED to say the least.
The medicine that I was on plus the surgery on my body completely dried up my milk.
So…here I am, an exclusive formula feeding mommy. Please know that there is NOTHING wrong with formula for babies. Breast feeding is not for everyone and sometimes mother nature has different plans for us. Of course I wish I was still able to nurse my little guy, but I know that he is getting plenty of nutrition from the formula that he is on and he is absolutely THRIVING!!!! He is 8 weeks old and gaining weight and growing right on schedule.
Mentally, it took me a while to get used to the idea that I couldn’t nurse my baby anymore. I was really upset and I felt like a disappointment. However, when I saw how fast my baby was growing and saw that he was just as happy and content as any other baby, I quickly got rid of the feelings I once harbored and embraced formula feeding. And now Daddy can help out with middle of the night feedings!
My advice to new mommies: Don’t get frustrated with breastfeeding! Keep an open mind and know that there is so much help out there for nursing mothers! And if you can’t breastfeed for whatever reason…don’t beat yourself up!!!!! It is OKAY!!!!!!!
I welcome any questions you might have!!!! Email me any time about any of this and I would be more than happy to talk to you about my journey !
Thank you so much Julie for letting me share my story with your readers!!!