Little Bow Girl

Wife, Mama to Sophie Rose, Full Time Day Dreamer

Breastfeeding is tough ! I know so many millions of mothers have done it successfully, but can I just say, that it is a real labour of love and a huge commitment. I’m on Day 9 of my breastfeeding journey with Baby Sophie, and still I am tempted every single day to just give up and switch to formula so I can have my sanity, life, and boobs back.

This entry is not for the faint-hearted or for people queasy about candid talk regarding my chest, so if you’re not ready, you might want to leave and read something else !

Challenge 1 – The first latch

My first struggle with breastfeeding came the moment they laid Sophie on my chest for skin-to-skin and told me to nurse. To Sophie’s credit, some kind of instinct made her start chomping near my chest. I gingerly stuffed my nipple into her tiny mouth and .. nearly cursed in shock. For a toothless 2 minute old infant, Sophie had some seriously strong jaw muscles. I felt like someone had put a nipple clamp on my chest and my whole body resisted and stiffened in pain. If she wasn’t my daughter, I would have boxed her. I know if K tried something like that on me, he would surely be sporting a black eye. But I bit my lip and thought, Earth Mother, Organic Mother and managed to produce some kind of teary smile (tears of pain, my friend)

Challenge 2 – Getting her to bite right

Later, in the ward, lying on the bed and retching, I am told by the lactation consultants at Mount E to immediately try to latch her and breastfeed her (no pressure, really, what with a burning vagina and brown vomit all over my front). I was determined to keep going, so I sat in a chair, nearly fainting from the first stretch down there from the stitches and put her to my boob. Again, nipple clamp. The lactation consultant then started to explain how I needed to get her to chomp on my entire boob including the aerola and not just the nipple.

She demonstrated, it looked so easy. I tried, and all I managed was the piranha bite. I cried in frustration, and the wonderful lactation consultant very patiently told me to keep trying and helped me latch properly so that Sophie would at least get the colostrum without ripping off my boobs.

When I saw those first few golden drops of colostrum coming out, I was delirious with relief. Many people had told me before I gave birth that my boobs were “too small to produce” and I was very worried about being a “bad mother” if I couldn’t give my baby the best. On hindsight, I should have told all those naysayers to simply shove their stupid advice. These kinds of unwarranted comments are enough to drive a post natal mom into depression and her mental health is more important than any colostrum. Besides, formula can also produce fat and healthy babies !

Anyway, I told the LC right there and then I wanted to supplement with formula because I was worried that Sophie would not get enough food. She told me that babies have 1-2 days of “reserves” which they can live off of and not to worry, we would only consider formula after a day if I really could not handle breastfeeding.

Day 2 was better – I don’t know where I got the resolve, but every 2 hours I would ask for my baby to be brought in from the nursery so I could try to get her to latch. I succeeded for the first time on my left breast, and it was a really wonderful moment.

Of course, I was still plagued with self doubt – could I do this at home, without the help of the nurses and consultants? I had no confidence that I would be able to start my milk supply, and frantically started to drink huge cups of fennel tea to improve my chances.

Challenge 3 – Sticking it Out

The next three days were the worst. First, I was trying to get used to having Sophie at home, next, she was diagnosed with jaundice. In the midst of all this, I was trying to latch her, and failing, and then pumping everything out and trying to feed her with a bottle.

Three days of perseverance, however, was all I needed. I had fresh resolve to breast feed after seeing Sophie so dehydrated and tired under the UV machine, always hungry and begging for milk. A mother’s love can truly make one overcome anything – I cannot imagine finding the strength to do all this for anyone except my baby.

I was no longer self conscious about my breasts or exposing them at home – as far as I was concerned, they were the key to my baby’s survival and nutrition – although I have to say I was truly horrified by my mother in law repeatedly walking in on me breast feeding and even handing me, while I was naked and getting my post natal massage, my baby and telling me she was hungry.

All this, plus sore nipples, engorgement ( like having stones under your already aching skin) and post partum sweating make for quite a hellish experience but .. we made it ! I even made Kx hide the can of “emergency” Nan formula he had bought just in case so that I wouldn’t be tempted.

Day 9 – we’re finally starting to get the hang of things. Sophie knows to open her mouth nice and wide for a good latch, and she can feed undisturbed for 15-20 minutes which is just about right for her to get to the hind milk (the front milk is a bit diluted, the good, fatty stuff is at the end, apparently)

I can now pump up to 100 mls per session !!! I never thought the day would come when I would be so happy to be a full-time milk maid (and also the cow) or when I would open each dirty diaper with the enthusiasm of a child opening presents on Christmas day (LOOK !! ITS GOLDEN SCRAMBLED EGGS ! IT MEANS SHE’S GETTING ENOUGH !!) but .. here I am.

The biggest reason I’m so happy I have a good supply now is that K can join in feeding his daughter and getting in some quality bonding time. Since he started bottle feeding her they have become so attached to each other I sometimes feel invisible when they are together, but in a good way ^^ Here’s hoping this dedicated dad streak is going to last because I hear there are still 3 years of sleepless nights to come !


Just look how much they resemble each other 🙂


Ballerina girl
The joy you bring me
Every day and night
Holding you tight
How I’ve waited for your love

Sometimes I’ve wondered
If you’d ever come my way
Now that I’ve finally found you
This is where my heart will stay




7 thoughts on “Breastfeeding x Baby S

    1. libbyty says:

      Thank you fellow Mommy!

  1. XL says:

    U are really a wonderful mummy!!! Jia you!!! and continue to give your daughter the best!! remember to eat well since u are breast-feeding and avoid all medicine and alcohol!!! I hope when i breast feed my baby i can also have the same determination as you because it sounds really pain and tough!! But i hope i can breast feed cos i heard of some stories of my cousins who are unable to breast feed due to some reasons and they got very emotional over their inability to give their child the best!! they would break down and cry when they hear about breast feeding!!! so being able to breast feed your child is a good thing!!! continue to do it for the next few months!!! once she is six months or so it will get better cos baby will be able to eat some soft food and she don’t have to drink milk all the time!!! Take care gal and don’t get sick!!!! =))

    1. libbyty says:

      I don’t think I am wonderful at all when I read about how other mommies struggle even harder to breast feed – have heard about some who get feverish, or bleeding nipples, so actually I think we are quite blessed so far ! I’m sure you can do it, especially since you’re already doing your “homework” before your baby boy comes along 🙂 You take care too !! Your turn very soon so excited for you 🙂

  2. rosycecile says:

    Keep it up! You are doing great! It takes a long time before everything will feel okay, but the payoff is SO worth it! My babe is 3 months now and BFing is the best part of our day. It’s mentally really tough to stick it out, but you can do it!

    1. libbyty says:

      Thanks for the encouragement ! 3 months is a great achievement already.. I wonder when I will stop feeling the lure of the formula can ! I really hope I can do it !

  3. Lisa says:

    Breast feeding does get easier, believe it or not! I used to cry with pain when I first began. Several month later, I could breast feed whilst doing grocery shopping, vacuuming and typing essays! Once your nipples toughen up, you will find it much easier. Just go with your own instincts.

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