I understand. Maybe not completely, but I do understand.
My daughter's weight crashed from the 93rd to 11th percentile over the course of her first month of life, due to what we now know was GERD combined with a severe case of thrush.
I was trying to pump to build a supply, but given the choice between pumping (which would give me 2 oz if I was LUCKY) while my baby screamed in pain and holding Alex upright after a feed to make the reflux less painful, guess what won? :P
My husband had a psychiatric breakdown around this time and was in partial hospitalization - we lost a few friends because they insisted that he wasn't really bipolar and in need of medical help, he was just "acting like a spoiled little boy instead of a decent husband and father." *growl*
The breast is NEVER, EVER more important that the loving and available parent, and it absolutely infuriates me when people say or imply otherwise.
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Date: 2006-06-11 04:41 pm (UTC)My daughter's weight crashed from the 93rd to 11th percentile over the course of her first month of life, due to what we now know was GERD combined with a severe case of thrush.
I was trying to pump to build a supply, but given the choice between pumping (which would give me 2 oz if I was LUCKY) while my baby screamed in pain and holding Alex upright after a feed to make the reflux less painful, guess what won? :P
My husband had a psychiatric breakdown around this time and was in partial hospitalization - we lost a few friends because they insisted that he wasn't really bipolar and in need of medical help, he was just "acting like a spoiled little boy instead of a decent husband and father." *growl*
The breast is NEVER, EVER more important that the loving and available parent, and it absolutely infuriates me when people say or imply otherwise.