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Alhamdulillah, thank You for this blessing, 4+ months of exclusive breastfeeding.
I got home tonight, to a freezer emptied of my expressed breastmilk. Shocked for a moment, but I stayed calm and put in what I brought home from a day’s work. I realized: okay, so this weekend I should better be stocking..other than that, thank god it has officially passed Lanang’s sixth month birthday two days ago and he’s already starting on solids. :D
Looking back at the beginning of me and Lanang’s nursing ordeal, I really never thought I would still be (quite enjoyingly I might add) nursing after 6 months. After the caesarean I had, I was parted from Lanang for more than TWELVE HOURS before I got to meet him. Now tell me what kind of cruel hospital is that! But, whatever. So of course he has been fed formula milk beforehand, I mean before learning to suck naturally onto me. So here begins the problem.
Of course they have fed him with a spoon, to not encourage nipple confusion. But after 4+ feedings (they claim to have fed him every 3 hours min.) I guess he learned that he never had to suckle to get what he needed. This made it horribly hard, as the first few days whenever he got hungry, we tried to get him to latch on but he wouldn’t suck. If I had milk on me, he would lick a bit, but that’s it. It really seemed like he has temporarily forgot his suckling response (although really I don’t think this is possible) but he just wouldn’t suck!
So, in contrary to every ‘book’ that says not to introduce a bottle if breastfeeding hasn’t been established; we did it. To our logic, at that time..after he learns to suck from the bottle, it will be easier to me. So we continued to feed him formula milk as they did in the hospital, but now with a bottle. Well after a couple of days, he did learn to suck; but boy did it hurt for me! All those noons when Lanang was sleeping, I browsed on about everywhere about bfeeding..correct latch on, etc. And found out it was hurting because of this “nipple confusion”.
After days on end of online research..well, I have to give credit to the internet for making me a breastfeeding mom, seriously! The beginning of Lanang successfully feeding on me was, I found that Lanang fed most comfortable with “football position”, the internet (well, specifically some bfeeding websites and youtube) taught me that!haha :p
Even after that partial success, everynight Lanang would be fussy and start to refuse me. So we would add to my nursing a bottle of formula. Everynight it would be my worst of the worst nightmare: to be refused by my baby. But my mother and husband kept cheering me on..
At the beginning, while I fed hurtingly.. I never got the hype about breastfeeding, other than ofcourse: to provide best suited nutrition for your baby. I envied, and really felt (actually: feel until now) its cruel for people to say that bfeeding creates a stronger bond between mothers and their babies.. I mean who are you to say that a mother doesn’t bond strongly with her baby, and in what way?
Even more so, the hype for bfeeding for working moms.. I didn’t realize what it meant to be able to breastfeed if you are a working mom; until I managed to breastfeed and then leave home to work.
I am so thankful to be blessed by this ability to bfeed my Lanang, other than obvious reasons.. I really feel it gives me “us time” when I go home from work.. No wonder more working moms are really pushing to be able to bfeed their babies.
So for all of my mom-to-be girlfriends..be prepared (unlike me) to bfeed and you won’t regret it. All of my mommy friends..enjoy being mom, keep struggling for our babies and us!
Alhamdulillah for bfeeding, and continuing.. InsyaAllah amiin.