So I have given it a good go.
I breastfed Connor for 4 weeks.
I fed Ella for 8 weeks.
I fed Libby for almost 5 weeks.
I wish it could be a beautiful experience for us, but in reality all it does is make me feel cross at my poor little baby. I don't want to feel cross with her at all, she is too little for that. I just want to enjoy her. After all she is my last baby and I have the right to ENJOY her, not put up with her.
So yesterday I went and spent a small fortune on bottles, formula, and sterlising stuff.
And so the weaning begins. My boobs are screaming now... bring on next feed time! lol
I think I am happy with my decision... :)
3 comments:
*hugs* I know it is a tough decision to make. You have to do what is best for you and bub. Besides, any breast milk is better than none at all :-)
The only reason I stuck it out with Rob was because I dreaded telling my mum. It got easier after that. Now though, I want this time to go slow because I know once I wean I will be all sad and reminiscent since Mealie is my last too.
Good on you. You know best what's right for you and your family. ((hugs))
I did 6 weeks with H, then 2 weeks with P. When I gave up, nothing happened - definitely no "boob screaming"! Nada. Zilch. Dry boobs within 24 hours. Which confirmed my suspicion that I had been trying to get blood out of a stone, or milk out of a turnip, or whatever.
Still makes me upset. Stupid knockers.
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