I really wanted to breastfeed, but Tully’s mouth was so tiny he just couldn’t latch. I was devastated. I wanted that amazing, loving moment, but it just didn’t happen.
We met the lactation specialist at the hospital. And then another one came to our home. She gave us loads of advice, encouraged skin to skin, told me to keep it a happy place - but it WASN’T a happy place! It was really stressful.
I didn’t want to give up though. My partner Jedd got me a hospital grade pump, and I pumped round the clock for the first month. It was tough, worrying if I was doing it right, whether I’d get enough milk. But it got easier, and I was soon so comfortable with the process I was getting 50oz - 60oz a day, I was officially in over-supply!