Let it be so!
My path to successful breastfeeding was long and far from easy. The fact of the matter is that my first experience - the experience of breastfeeding my first babe - turned out to be frankly unsuccessful.
From the very beginning, everything somehow went wrong. In the maternity hospital, they brought me to feed my daughter only on the second day; by this time the chest had already hardened and started to hurt, the temperature rose to 37.6.
I didn’t manage to attach the child to my chest correctly either, and the hospital staff, naturally, wasn’t concerned about it. Well, of course, I, like all the girls, were forced to pump up to the last drop after each feeding. Thus, I launched the mechanism of excess milk production. And after that, my life was clouded by “chest” problems for three long months.
Almost immediately, very painful deep cracks formed on the wrong nipples. Before giving the child a breast, I had to go overboard myself for a long time, because the pain I had to endure was simply unbearable. My life consisted only of feeding and pumping - day and night. Very often I had lactostasis, while the temperature rose to 39, my chest hardened and hurt. But you still had to find the strength to take care of the child.
The most interesting thing is that the people who surrounded me really wanted to help me, but they didn’t know how. For some reason, all the experts advised not to feed the child on demand, but strictly according to the regimen, and be sure to decant, decant, and again express. But how could one properly attach the child to the breast, nobody taught. What I just did not try to feed my baby as long as possible - all sorts of compresses, lotions, massages, ointments, etc. I went around a lot of doctors than they didn’t treat me, but there were no improvements. Lactostasis was not the end. My relatives, seeing my sufferings, agreed that artificial feeding was the best option for me.
So my first baby became an artist. Therefore, remembering all my failures, I, literally from the first months of my second pregnancy, began to prepare not only for the birth process, but also for breastfeeding. Read the literature, analyzed their mistakes. As it turned out, many of the tips that the so-called “experts” gave me were not only useless, but even harmful. And so I came to the birth of my son, fully prepared. I have accumulated a certain amount of knowledge, and most importantly, I had a great desire to feed, and feed for a long time. But a few days after birth, cracks, temperature, lactostasis appeared, i.e., everything repeated again. In general, I don’t know how it would all end if it weren’t for the help of a breastfeeding consultant.
As soon as I learned how to give my son the breast correctly, all problems disappeared by themselves. It turns out that it is very important how deeply the baby takes the nipple and areola in the mouth. You just need to find a comfortable position so that the baby opens his mouth wider. And in order to eliminate lactostasis, it is necessary to change this position more often, so that the milk flows from different lobes of the mammary gland. Yes, and, of course, feeding exclusively on demand, and pumping is not prevention of cracks. You can only decate a few drops of milk and leave them to dry on the nipple.
1.5 years have passed, Rebethenok is still breastfed (and we are not going to throw it yet). And every feeding now for us is a holiday, not a punishment, as it seemed to me before. What a discovery it was for me that breastfeeding my child was such a happiness! Before, I couldn’t imagine it ...
One day, going out with my children for a walk, I met my acquaintance, she gave birth a month ago. It turned out that she had the same feeding problems that I once had. Trying to help, what I can - advice and practice. We meet in a week - there was no end to her words of gratitude. And I was so glad that I could help, that her baby would receive the most valuable product in her life. And this means that he will be healthier, stronger and happier. Let it be so!