I was determined to breastfeed and even
though I did my best to make it work, I found it very painful to breastfeed. I
consulted 3 lactation consultants who told me I was doing just fine and my baby
was latching on correctly. However, after two weeks of pain, crying on both
mine and the baby's part, no appetite, anxiety and depression, I decided to
switch to follow up milk formula.
It was a friend that finally encouraged me
to go ahead and make the switch cold-turkey style. The idea horrified me at
first because all I could think of was an inconsolable baby and a tearful
mummy. However, she gave me the assurance that my baby wouldn't starve and that
I should try it for a week. My husband and I discussed it and we decided to go
for it, on the condition that if she got very upset, we put a stop to it and
reconsider.
We decided to do it over a weekend so that
we could catch up on sleep during the days and so I had my husband for support.
I fed her at 6 am on that Friday morning, after been up with her all night, and
behold, that was the last breastfeeding. She slept till morning when she took 3
oz. formula from my husband with no resistance or fuss which was a first
pleasant surprise. I didn't want to put her on a bottle because I thought that
would be a step backwards so I used Tommee Tippee Explora weaning lids with a
full-size bottle, spending the whole day with her. I kept giving her warm formula every hour and
I removed it if she didn't want it, she was on good form. I also allow her to
touch the bottle and play with it so that she can get used to it. Our normal
bedtime routine was followed. After waking up, she would cry for milk and then
try to nuzzle me but each time, I offer her the formula and she took some of
it. However, there were a couple of times when she cried properly but each time
only for about 10 mins and whilst I was cuddling her.
The second day which was a Saturday went
without a hitch too and the evening was not as bad as the one before. At
bedtime, she took her milk and then went to sleep in her bed.
On the third day, she was on formula and
she quickly got into a great routine of taking milk in the morning, before her
afternoon nap and bedtime.
I continued to express in line with her
previous feeds for the first day and expressed a little less often on the
second day. On the third day, I expressed less often and less milk and this
continued till the fifth day when I was only expressing in the morning. On the
sixth day, I no longer needed to express.
After a week, we now sleep better and most
of all, we are enjoying our time together as a new family. Although the
decision to switch was one of the most difficult decisions I have ever had to
make, I will say that the guilt I initially felt was replaced with joy as I now
enjoy every moment with my baby girl instead of constantly living in fear of an
upcoming feeding.
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