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The breastfeeding debate – what a big boob

The breastfeeding debate – what a big boob

Last week’s news was full of stories and case studies of women who have felt under pressure to breastfeed their babies with calls from midwives for new mums to be given more support when they choose to bottle feed. That old mantra that ‘breast is best’ was trotted back out amidst these headlines, just to remind us that we should really all be whipping out our nipples as often as possible for at least the first six months of our child’s life.

The message behind these headlines is that women who bottle feed – whether through choice or necessity – need help and shouldn’t be shamed for turning to a plastic teat. That’s all very well and good but I have significant doubts on whether it’s more talk than action. In my experience, I definitely felt pressured into breastfeeding and a failure when I was unable to do so.

When I was pregnant in 2015, I was 100% sure that I wanted to breastfeed. It seemed like a no-brainer. I was sold because it was free, easy, portable and healthy for us both. I took notes on it during the antenatal classes. I read the baby books, skipped the sections on bottle feeding, thinking that wasn’t for me. I invested in a pricey breast pump. I had visions of myself pumping in the bathroom at work to keep my supply going when my as-yet-unborn baby was in nursery.

Cue an induction and a rather traumatic C-section and the result? My milk never came in. My increased bust size had been in vain as, despite having to grasp the basics of breastfeeding before being discharged from hospital, my tiny 7 pound TJ wasn’t gaining any weight. A few days into motherhood, during a routine home visit from a (rather offensive) maternity assistant, I was told that TJ was dropping too much weight and I had to get myself down to Sainsbury’s pronto to pick up some formula. I burst into tears. Yes, OK, this was possibly due to hormones, sleep deprivation and all the rest of it. But, it still wasn’t handled sensitively and I was hit with my first wave of mum guilt.

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I hated bottle feeding – even though in the back of my mind I knew it was the right thing to do as TJ soon gained weight, soon becoming quite the chunky little monkey (his appetite has not diminished either).

I didn’t give up on breastfeeding though. I saw two different lactation consultants on two separate occasions. My milk did flow a little more but it still wasn’t enough. So, I combi-fed the shit out of life for nearly 10 months. I gritted my teeth during painful latching on. I didn’t drink much except lactation tea to wash down the fenugreek pills – all supposed to stimulate milk production. I pumped on a girl’s weekend away. I spent hours feeding that little man every morning with as much milk as my minuscule boobs could muster. I spent evenings with a breast pump whirring away to stimulate production. All the time feeling like I had let my son down already.

I am not at all judging the mums who either cannot or choose not to breastfeed. I am a firm believer that what’s right for the mum is right for the baby. But I really wanted to breastfeed. Yet, despite my best efforts, it wasn’t meant to be. Does it make any difference in the grand scheme of things? I highly doubt it. TJ is a healthy and happy boy who is developing well. I also found out that my generation largely grew up on formula and it doesn’t seem to have done us lot any harm.

It’s not just me who feels that way either. Fellow Kiki crew member Hayley also felt the pressure to breastfeed.

She told me: “I wish I’d known before giving birth that breastfeeding might not work for us. It was sold to me as the world’s most natural thing and therefore it would be easy. It wasn’t. I tried and tried and there just wasn’t enough milk to satisfy my baby. It was one of the loneliest and most hopeless times of my life. Practically, we weren’t prepared either – we didn’t even know how to make up formula.

“If you want to breastfeed, prepare for all eventualities. If it doesn’t work for whatever reason, know that you are not alone and that you are not a bad mother.”

The early days of motherhood are hard. Bloody hard. Us mums don’t need any more pressure to perform. Feed your baby in the best way that you can, whether that’s from a boob, a bottle, or both. There’s a big girl gang of mums out there who have been through it and we won’t ever judge you (as long as it’s not a Happy Meal, just yet).

If Breast Is Best Why Is breastfeeding So Difficult? A panel of mums (you may recognise one) discuss the highs and lows of breastfeeding and offer advice and tips to those that need it.

 

Jude is a 30-something mum-of-one who charts her adventures as a single parent while juggling her kid with a career. There’s no sugar-coating the truth with Jude – she tells it as she sees it, hears it, lives it and experiences it. But, this isn’t a how-to guide to parenting – sometimes, it’s quite the opposite! Jude isn’t ashamed to admit to her own flaws whether that’s in raising her son or navigating the ups and downs of relationships. She hopes to show other parents out there – single or otherwise – that they are not alone with the tantrums, tears and all that goes with it. But, above all, Jude wants to show what a fabulous experience parenting is – for just when we all need that reminder of why we signed up to the mum/dad role in the first place!

1 Comment

  1. Michelle

    Great article Jude!

    Having two children myself I know the highs and lows of being a new mum and think it’s not really a time to judge someone on how they choose to feed their baby. Some people can’t always do it and then feel this sense of shame or guilt which is not great. Support should be given equally in both area’s so if you are bottle or breast feeding you’re able to do so with feeling confident & empowered that you are capeable and you know what you are doing.

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