TLDR: #Breastfeeding is still (insert expletive) hard now, because Jude throws up like the Merlion frequently.
I’m writing this at 11:43pm, craving sleep so bad, but still sitting up in bed holding Jude against my chest in the hope that he will sleep deep enough so I can put him down on the bed without waking him. Just about 20 minutes ago, he threw up like the Merlion (again) while I tried to nurse him to sleep in bed. I feel like a failure every time this happens. Why can’t I stop him before he throws up? Why can’t I soothe him any other way besides nursing? Why do I have a fast letdown that causes him to gulp down too much milk too fast? Why do I suck at this bf (insert expletive) so bad?
And then, this smile. He flashes me this exact smile after throwing up. No fussing, no crying. It’s like “Ah Mama thanks for over-feeding me till I threw up, now I feel better!”
So, if you are in a similar situation, with a 11-week old baby who is breastfed and needs to nurse every 2 hours, and on top of that needs to comfort nurse in between, and on top of that you have a fast letdown and possible oversupply (I overdid the breastmilk boost), know that you are not alone.
Here are some things I’ve learnt on my bf journey so far that is totally in contrast to what the internet told me:
1) You CAN overfeed a breastfed baby. Because that’s what’s happening to me and Jude. He vomits or spits up a lot at least once a day, but he’s delivering good diaper output and putting on weight.
2) Some websites claim you never have to unlatch a baby; babies will know when they are full and unlatch themselves. Not true. Jude will nurse and nurse all day if I let him, or until he throws up like the Merlion. And no, it’s not a growth spurt. Because it’s every. single. day.
3) Some websites also claim that by 2 months, babies can sleep “through the night” or “in stretches of 4-6 hours”. They also claim that around the same time babies can go longer in between nursing. Not true. Because Jude is at 11 weeks and he still nurses every 2 hours, 3 at best, sometimes hourly. Even in the night.
Ok I shall now try to put Jude down in bed. Wish me luck. #breastfeedingjourney
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JANGAN BIAR ISTERI BERPANTANG SENDIRI, JANGAN FIKIR DIA KUAT, DIA BOLEH BUAT.. KASIHANILAH MEREKA.
Takda istilah MALAS atau MENGADA-NGADA nak perhatian ketika berpantang.
Selepas melahirkan anak, tubuh badan isteri masih lagi dlm proses pemulihan. Samalah juga dengan emosi, perasaan yang bercampur baur.
Nak membiasakan diri dengan anak lagi, dengan kesakitan melahirkan anak lagi.. susu bengkak lagi.. berjaga malam lagi.. semua itu adalah salah satu sebab ibu boleh stress dan kemurungan.
Stress yang melampau boleh bawak kepada postpartum blues.
Emosi isteri bercelaru teruk disebabkan paras hormon yang berubah mendadak lepas bersalin, ibu pulak masih sakit, tak cukup rehat, masih lemah.. segala perasaan ada waktu ni.
Postpartum blues ni boleh berlaku ke atas 80% ibu dan biasanya akan hilang menjelang 2 minggu lepas bersalin.
2 minggu pertama selepas melahirkan anak ini adalah waktu yang sangat 'crucial' makna kata situasi tegang.
Waktu nilah papa-papa semua kena tolong, beri moral support dan jangan buat tak tahu je dgn isteri ya.
Ada suami yang memahami , sama-sama tolong salinkan lampin, dodoi dan tenangkan baby, uruskan segala benda..alhamdulillah.
Ada suami pulak yang terus keluar dan tido bilik lain tinggal isteri terkontang-kanting, sebab tak tahan dengar baby nangis.. siap pakej merengus tanda tak puas hati.
Kalau dapat spesis macamni boleh mental breakdown si isteri.
Dari keadaan isteri baik-baik aja terus meroyan tak tentu pasal.
Jika si isteri tadi dah melalui fasa POSTPARTUM #DEPRESSION (PPD).. tolong alert ya.. BAHAYA!
Dalam PPD, ibu-ibu boleh hilang pertimbangan.
Ada yang dah tak peduli pasal baby dan anak-anak.
Ada yang menangis sepanjang hari.
Ada yang rasa nak bunuh diri (suicide) atau bunuh baby (infanticide).
PPD juga boleh dapat postpartum psychosis.. dah mula halusinasi sendiri.. cakap sorang-sorang!
Allahuakbar..
Kadang tak sedar dia dah cekik anak..dah lemaskan anak!
Lepastu dengan orang bisik 'kelarlah anak kau..bunuh dia!
Waktu ni ibu dah takda rasa bersalah sebab dia macam dah takda perasaan.
Nauzhubillah min zhalik. Minta dijauhkan.
Sayangilah dan hargailah isteri kita. Dia selalu ada untuk kita dikala kita tak punya apa-apa.
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DON ' T LET YOUR WIFE PLAY ALONE, DON ' T THINK SHE'S STRONG, SHE CAN DO.. GENERATE THEM.
No term LAZY or THOUGHT for attention when abstaining.
After giving birth, the body of the wife is still in the recovery process. It's the same with emotions, feelings that mix.
Want to get used to my child again, with pain of giving birth again.. milk is swollen again.. nighttime again.. all of that is one of the reason mom can stress and depression.
Too much stress can bring to postpartum blues.
The wife's emotions are bad due to the hormone that suddenly changed after giving birth, mom is still sick, not enough rest, still weak.. every feeling there is time.
This postpartum blues can happen to 80 % of mothers and will usually disappear by 2 weeks ago.
The first 2 weeks after giving birth to this child is a very 'crucial' meaning of the word tight situation.
At this time papa all have to help, give moral support and don't just don't know about your wife.
There is a husband who understands, equally please copy diaper, dodoi and calm baby, manage everything.. alhamdulillah.
There's a husband who went out and went to sleep in the other room and left the wife in the middle of the wife, because she couldn't stand to hear the baby crying.. the package is ready to be snatched up
If you get this kind of species you can mental breakdown your wife.
From the condition of the wife, keep complaining about it.
If the wife has passed the phase of POSTPARTUM #DEPRESSION (PPD).. please alert.. DANGEROUS!
In PPD, mothers can lose consideration.
Someone doesn't care about baby and children anymore.
Someone cried all day.
Anyone feel like suicide (suicide) or baby (infanticide).
PPD can also get postpartum psychosis.. it's starting to hallucinate itself.. say it alone!
Allahuakbar..
Sometimes he doesn't realize he's already choking his child.. he's drowning
After the whispering person's get rid of your child.. kill him!
At this time mom doesn't feel guilty because she doesn't feel anymore.
Nauzhubillah min zhalik. Asking to be away.
Love and appreciate our wives. He is always there for us when we have nothing.
#kitajagakita
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因為公幹要去15日總共8個國家,其間不斷爭取時間喺會議與食飯與工作與睡眠之間泵奶,仲要協調酒店餐廳公司將母乳雪冰,呢個project需要幾多人力物力,最重要係媽媽既愛!但到最後喺希斯路機場付諸流水,因規條需要棄掉500oz 冰奶!作為人奶媽,聽到都覺傷心!同時亦好佩服呢個媽媽為小孩悉心既安排!希望呢件事能夠引起關注,令下一個人奶媽唔需要有咁既對待!#breastfeeding #母乳 #人奶媽
I normally would not post something this personal, but I do not remember the last time I felt so justly upset.
An Open Letter to Aviation Security in Terminal 5 at Heathrow Airport:
Being a working mother is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Trying to manage the logistics of drop-offs and pick-ups and conference calls and meetings and finding the time and energy to make sure both your family and work are getting ample amounts of your care and attention is both challenging and fulfilling, but mostly extremely exhausting and stressful. When you’re fortunate enough as I am to have a job that involves travel, it’s an exciting opportunity, but it comes with even more extreme challenges when you have kids – being away from them, managing care back home from afar, and in my case, figuring out how you’re going to feed your 8 month old breastfed baby while you’re required to be away for 15 days and travel to eight different cities. For months I pumped and froze milk during the day and in the middle of the night to feed my son with the hopes I would have enough to see him through my time away, but eventually I had to deal with the sense of failure I felt when I realized it wouldn’t be enough to nourish him while I traveled, and thus I would have to introduce formula. Formula is perfectly acceptable (I clearly give it to my son), but as we had established a good breastfeeding relationship, it was my first choice and priority. I had also breastfed my first son until a year, so I wanted to give my second son the same.
To help ease the personal guilt, I resolved to pump at every possible moment between my meetings, presentations, business lunches and dinners, taxis, flights, and long waits in airports. This meant pumping while sitting on toilets in public restrooms; stuffed in an airplane bathroom; in unsecured conference rooms, showers, and closets because certain office spaces didn’t have a place for a nursing mother – and then dealing with the humiliation when a custodial employee accidentally walked in on me. It meant having to talk about my personal matters (my nursing schedule) with my professional coworkers and my supervisor in order to sneak away to said closet or public bathroom – a discomfort I had to learn how to swallow if I was to supply my son with breast milk. It meant going to each hotel and convincing them to store my giant insulated bags of milk in their restaurant freezers to preserve it. It meant lugging this giant block of frozen breast milk through four countries, airports and security checkpoints and having them pull out every single ounce of breastmilk and use mildly inappropriate sign language to convey "breast" and "milk" so that they would let me through. Which they did. Every one of them. Except you.
You made me dump nearly 500oz of breastmilk in the trash.
You made me dump out nearly two weeks worth of food for my son.
I acknowledge my part in this equation. I should have looked up the Civil Aviation rule. You do not allow breastmilk on the plane if the mother is not traveling with her baby – a regulation in and of itself that is incredibly unfair and exclusionary in consideration of all of the other working mothers like me who are required at certain times to spend time away from their baby, but intend to continue to breastfeed them. That being said, more than 300oz of that milk was frozen. Solid. Like a rock. I was willing to let go of the liquid milk. But you also wanted the solid milk because it could “melt and become a liquid.”
I travel significantly for work and personal leisure. I have two small children and have breastfed them both, bringing frozen breastmilk on plane after plane after plane, including in countries with strict liquid laws. Never have I ever been asked to throw out the milk because it might at some future time become a liquid. In fact, in most of those locations, they simply test the liquid milk as well and let me take it ALL on, liquid or frozen, child or no child with me. The truth is that had I read the Civil Aviation rule regarding liquids, I still would not have checked the bag because by it’s very definition, a liquid is “not a gas or a solid.” And since the milk was frozen, it was by all technical definitions a solid, so I had no reason to believe that it wouldn’t meet your standards, as it had met the non-liquid standards of dozens of airports around the world on so many of my previous trips,, including four in the past week alone.
I offered to check it. But that wouldn’t work either according to you because I had crossed the border and the only way for me to check the bag now was to exit the airport and re-enter – which I was also willing to do. But you wouldn’t give me the milk back – because now it was a “non-compliant item” and needed to be confiscated. It was as if you were almost proud to deny me at every possible point of compromise. Despite my begging, pleading and even crying out of sheer shock and desperation for a solution (which you essentially scoffed at with annoyance), you treated me as if I was trying to smuggle liters of hydrogen peroxide onto the plane. There was no room for discussion; “it’s the law.”
And yet how many times have I not taken off my shoes or taken out my laptop or not put my liquids in a quart bag full of 3oz bottles or rather had WAY more than a quart bag full of 3oz bottles? I can’t even count the number of times I’ve seen people attempt to bring on a unique souvenir that is deemed a potential weapon and they’re sent back out to check it so they can keep it. It happens. A lot.
Airport security is extremely important – it is essential in the world’s current threat environment, and I'm deeply appreciative of the work done by thousands of aviation security workers at airports around the globe; but it’s not a production line, despite the perception. There is an important place for customer service, judgment and critical thinking, and there are moments that should be treated as opportunities to assist people in their travel when there is ample evidence that an individual or item isn’t a threat. I can say this because I've not only seen it, I've experienced it at many airports, domestic and international. Rules and procedures at airport security are rarely universally enforced because similar to police officers, a significant aspect of your job is public trust and engagement, which includes using your judgment regarding appropriate enforcement in complex situations. Such as a mother trying to bring food home for her baby. In fact, after I agreed to dump the liquid milk after being spoken to by a manager, I was asked by a different employee what to do with the milk, as if it was open for discussion. Apparently it wasn't clear to her off the bat, which leads me to believe there are exceptions made in similar situations in the past.
This wasn’t some rare bottle of wine or luxury perfume I was trying to negotiate as a carry on. This was deeply personal. This was my son’s health and nourishment. This was the money I would now need to spend buying formula that wasn’t necessary. This wasn’t tomorrow’s milk; it was two weeks worth of nutrition for my child. And it was the countless hours of my time, my energy, even my dignity in some instances, all driven by my willingness to go to any length to get my child what he needs that you dumped into the trash like a random bottle of travel shampoo and deemed a hazard, simply because I made the completely logical and scientifically supported assumption that a solid isn’t a liquid. And your absolute unwillingness to use professional judgment and customer service to make a reasonable exception in the face of equally reasonable circumstances is shameful.
If I acted irate, it’s because it was the only appropriate reaction I could muster. I now don’t have the option to solely breastfeed my son because I don’t have enough milk to supply him while I’m at work, despite all of my best efforts. Being a working mother and ensuring both my job and my child get exactly what they need is the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but you managed to make it nearly impossible in a single afternoon. Security is the priority, but it isn’t and shouldn’t be your only goal, and it certainly shouldn’t punish those you intend to protect. Beyond literally taking food from my child’s mouth, you humiliated me and made me feel completely defeated as a professional and a mother. I hope the next time you encounter another mom just trying to make it work and looking for a little help along the way, you consult your conscience (as well as a physical science textbook) and reconsider your options.