“He was a tricky baby. I call him 'the lanky one'. After birth he was placed on my breast and the midwife helped him to feed.
Unhelpful hospital staff
With hindsight he didn’t feed at all on this occasion and the next day I couldn’t latch him. I was allowed to leave hospital without any feeding being established, even after I’d asked for help and been told that he’d be fine.
I was lucky that the midwife who came to visit me the following day was a breastfeeding specialist midwife. She’d run the antenatal breastfeeding class I’d been to. She took one look at me, bleeding, in obvious pain, and sent my husband to the chemist for some nipple shields. They worked wonders. I was able to feed my baby without pain... until I got mastitis, THAT was horrible.
At 10 days my Health Visitor came for the first time. She asked how long I intended feeding for and my reply was as long as possible. Definitely to 6 months. The lanky one wasn’t looking so lanky by this point and hadn’t regained birth weight and was still pretty jaundiced. Coupled with the mastitis it was obvious that the shields were causing a problem. I owe my breastfeeding relationship with my firstborn to my Health Visitor; she enabled me to feed painfree without nipple shields within about 5 minutes.
Incompetent GP #1
|"He was super jaundiced".|
Incompetent GP #2
We eventually saw a different GP just before Christmas. My baby was about 10 weeks old and diagnosed with reflux. The Infant Gaviscon didn’t really help so we were prescribed Gaviscon, Domperidone and Ranitidine.
Yet the sick continued and he also developed colic symptoms. My poor baby was sobbing every night and I couldn’t do anything about it. Evenings were spent with him on my chest until he finally succumbed to sleep. We were still breastfeeding though, often and throughout the night too.
|"After one of our many evening filled with crying and sick!"|
Around 4 months he stopped gaining weight. Then started losing weight as he became more and more active. It was suggested we start him on solids but I declined.
Later, my HV talked to me about the possibility of the sickness and crying being symptoms of a dairy intolerance. It was the beginning of March 2008. He was 5 and a half months old.
After I stopped having dairy in my diet we saw a massive difference in the lanky one’s general demeanor. He actually fell asleep when tired in the early evening, rather that crying for hours. He stopped being sick in his sleep and he started looking a lot healthier. Even more so when I stopped eating Soy too, I was willing to sacrifice my comfort for his. Who needs milky coffee, cheese, creme brulée even! What was important was that my son was happy and healthy, and he was.
My breastfeeding relationship with him was fraught with tears, worry and heart ache, but I’m glad to say that we came out the other side happy.”
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