Did you have any complications breastfeeding?
Personally, I feel my first few days of breastfeeding lured me into a false sense of security as it all felt so easy, and didn't hurt at all and I didn't even think about the latch, she just seemed to naturally know what to do.
When my milk came in on about the third day, things changed a bit. I'd read up loads on it, spoke to friends, visited blogs and forums so knew it was meant to hurt a little, but it hurt a lot. Cracked nipples, engorgement and suddenly so aware of the latch that had felt so natural, effortless and easy in those first few days. My community midwife helped me with each visit to try and find a position that was comfortable and how to correctly position the nipple etc, and we kept thinking we'd cracked it, and then I would struggle again. I felt like I'd forgotten everything she had told me and felt so awkward trying to hold Penny the right way when she was still so little and fragile and it was all new to me. Was it working? I was so worried about whether she was getting enough milk constantly (she lost weight at her first few weigh ins so I felt the pressure was on to get it right). It got to the point one day, when Penny was two weeks old, that it was so sore when I went to feed her that I burst into tears and my right breast was so swollen and engorged that I knew something wasn't right. That night I was so unwell and had a really bad fever and despite it being the height of summer, I was freezing and couldn't get warm, even my bones felt cold! I phoned my community midwife first thing the next morning and she told me to go straight to the hospital and she had told them to expect me. I was diagnosed with severe mastitis and prescribed antibiotics. I was in so much pain, and so miserable I was ready to stop breastfeeding that day.
Luckily, the Lactation Specialist who saw me was incredible and helped me so much! She loaned me a pump to help with the engorgement, and we really focused on the latch. The antibiotics kicked in more-or-less straight away and I felt like a different person when I saw her again the next day.
She made appointments for me to see her regularly so she could check in with how everything was going, and with her help, everything changed. When I had my final appointment with her, when Penny was six weeks’ old, it was so emotional, and I felt like a different woman and she commented on how I was a superstar for sticking with it. I felt so proud of myself and so glad I did, as after a rocky start, I grew to absolutely love breastfeeding.