|Haaaaaalelujah!! (image by Kate Hansen)|
|Bubba tries to find boobie|
|Breast shield – your nips will thank you!|
My second and most important turning point in my breastfeeding journey came the day when I decided to try a bottle of formula. That feeling of relief and having my body back was what I was expecting to feel. What I actually did feel was completely unexpected. Having never had a bottle before, I wasn’t sure how she would take it. I followed a recommendation to use Nuk bottles (which are great by the way!), and she latched on after only two tries and immediately started gulping the milk hungrily! Did I sigh in relief? Did I think “oh thank god, this feels so much better”? No – I felt a deep ache within me, pulled her off the bottle after only two gulps and put her on my boob. I felt jealous of the bottle! Everything in me was crying “no, you’re supposed to get that from me!” *I* was her source of nourishment, *I* was the one who induced those sleepy milk smiles, *my* milk was supposed to be what she wanted – that was something special for just her and me. I had never enjoyed feeding her as much I did during that feed.
|Mum, boob is so EXCITING!|