I planned to bottle feed but ended up breastfeeding (guest post)

I met Mummy Glitzer a few weeks ago at a coffee morning for South West mum bloggers in Bristol. We got onto the topic of breastfeeding (as you do) and she told her extraordinary story of breastfeeding by accident or, probably more accurately, breastfeeding by instinct. At my request, she’s graciously and honestly put into words her breastfeeding journey. Please leave her a comment at the end so she knows that she’s been heard.

When I found out I was pregnant with H and had passed that all important 12 week scan I didn’t put much thought into breastfeeding and had decided to formula feed from the start. My reasoning was two-fold.

Firstly, my experience on forums had demonstrated to me that a LOT of women struggle with it – to some it was pretty soul destroying. I know some for whom it felt like a constant battle, getting baby into the right position, getting baby to latch, mastitis, nipple thrush, blocked ducts etc not to mention the draining growth spurts. Quite frankly, being a first time mummy to a new-born, with a husband who couldn’t be guaranteed any leave and with zero family support sounded difficult enough to me.

Couple that with the fact that I suffer from depression and anxiety I figured that it wasn’t a risk worth taking for my family. We couldn’t afford for me to break down mentally and I surely had to be happy and mentally strong to deal with a baby.

Secondly, whilst I had never had any issues at all with other women breastfeeding, it just wasn’t something I personally was comfortable with. This is an area I am still not prepared to delve into but I just don’t like my body and never have. Whilst I knew women *could* and on the whole *do* breastfeed discreetly (whatever that means) I just didn’t think I could. Yes, nonsense, but all the same even the thought pushed my anxiety to the sky. And yes, I was confused about how I would feel about a part of my body going from being part of my sexual relationship with my husband, to a means to feed my child.

I also did my research. Whilst I was happy to (and indeed demanded to) come off my medication whilst I was pregnant, I wasn’t convinced I could manage without it post birth and yet I also didn’t want to take the risk. Risk? What risk? Well exactly. We don’t trial medicine on a foetus or a newborn so we don’t actually know the risks. For me, my decision to NOT breastfeed was very much based on circumstances and personal feelings.

However. I didn’t take into account H.

Without going into my birth story (as that isn’t what this is about) I ended up having an emergency caesarean after just six hours of labour due to failure to progress, which is about as far removed from what I wanted (a water birth) as is possible. It felt like an eternity before H was handed to me but I will never forget the feeling of overwhelming, all-consuming love I felt for him in that first instant.

Yet just a minute or so later he was taken off me so that the medical team could “finish up”. I was then whisked off into another room with promises of seeing my son again in a minute or so. I’m not sure how long all that lasted but it felt (and still feels on reflection) like an age. I know I was talked through it all but I just don’t recall it.

In recovery (I am told it was less 30 minutes later) a midwife asked me if I wanted some skin to skin with H. I simply just wanted to hold him again and so said yes. I didn’t know at that time what I do now, that on the whole skin to skin can help aide the breastfeeding and bonding process.

I was asked if I wanted to breastfeed to which I said no, I just wanted to cuddle my son and had packed formula with me. My husband lifted up PJ top over my head for me and the midwife placed H on my chest. To mine and the husband’s utter disbelief, H sort of crawled towards a breast then he just seemed to latch and, well there was definitely something happening.

Again, I have no recollection of time but it was a mere few minutes I am told that the midwife came back, took a look at H’s positioning and feeding and commented “I thought you didn’t want to breastfeed?”

“I don’t!” I responded in my still hazy state, “Well I didn’t… What happens now?”

“Well H’s latch is intuitive, he doesn’t seem have any issues and he seems pretty content for now so what happens is down to you.”

And in that instant, I glanced down at my son and I changed my mind. Surely, if my less-than-an-hour-old son could work it out then I could too? How could I deny him his contentedness?

So we did breastfeed. And for the most part I enjoyed it. I was incredibly lucky in that I didn’t suffer from any physical “side effects” other than two short bursts of thrush, the second of which I suspect was due to not dealing with the first effectively enough. There was one other period when it felt painful and uncomfortable to feed but having regular home visits with the nursery nurse (due to the section) that was a position error that was sorted immediately.

I couldn’t feed in public. Whether that was down to me or H we will never know. As I said earlier, I suffer with anxiety so I suspect that was part of it but also H has always been very aware, very nosy and very inquisitive, even bottle feeding later down the line wasn’t easy when out! As for expressing, H has always been more of a snacker, a little and often eater and at 2.5 years old he still is mostly. There just never seemed to be enough hours in the day to feed him, change him, sleep and express enough all at the same time so something had to give and that was expressing. Trips were planned around feed times and the responsibility of feeding him was down to me and me alone.

Giving up was difficult. We breastfed exclusively for three months and eventually stopped altogether at just over six months. And do you know what? I was gutted to stop it. I really enjoyed breastfeeding. I felt a pressure to stop, an unwritten one simply because only one of my “mummy friends” breastfed beyond the first couple of weeks and that was only because her daughter wouldn’t take a bottle until she was nine months old. That and the fact that despite me keeping on trying, every time I tried to feed H in public one or both of us got flustered, as time passed I got more frustrated about having to plan our trips out around his feeding, the timings of which he constantly changed.

Yes I struggled emotionally because I refused to take my medication but I kept reminding myself that actually I was lucky. I know I wouldn’t have had the strength or determination to breastfeed through the challenges some of my friends (real life and online) have had. For us the actual feeding was easy.

Would I do it again? In a heartbeat, in the same circumstances but I am very aware that should we have another child, we may not be so lucky. I hope that next time we do get such an easy start and have the additional benefit of overcoming my anxieties about feeding in public. But if we don’t, it won’t matter. Because as much as I have a positive experience of breastfeeding, women need to make and informed choice and do what is best for them and their family.


  1. October 30, 2012 / 8:34 am

    Great post – really interesting to hear about those first moments. We experienced something very similar and I know how lucky I was that it came so easily to my baby. I agree that women need support in whatever feeding decisions they make for their baby though. Thanks for sharing. x
    Molly – Mother’s Always Right recently posted..Signed off

  2. October 30, 2012 / 9:37 am

    What a completely beautiful and honest post. My 3rd baby had an ‘intuitive latch’ which was great because I was desperate to breastfeed her. I too have problems breastfeeding in public (although I have done this time around) Brilliant, brilliant post – thanks so much for writing it.
    mummiafelice recently posted..Who fights the monsters under the bed?

  3. Claire
    October 30, 2012 / 3:35 pm

    What a lovely, honest post – actually brought tears to my eyes…

  4. October 30, 2012 / 4:02 pm

    Such a lovely story. H certainly knew what he wanted and how to get it even as a newborn :)I actually think that a lot of women encounter very few problems when breastfeeding but we only hear about the more difficult experiences. You did brilliantly continuing through thrush too which is not easy at all x
    Kate, Scattymumofboys recently posted..Halloween Treats (and no Nestle in sight!)

  5. October 30, 2012 / 7:34 pm

    Beautiful honest story. Thanks for sharing some of your’s and H’s birth story. I also had ‘issues’ with breastfeeding and but once I began, in spite of the challenges which in the scheme of things were mild, I enjoyed it. However, I was never into public feeding. I’m not sure how I’ll be with my 2nd when it comes to that, worse case scenario, I’ll do what I did with my first, head to the first Mothercare I spot and do it there :0)
    MsXpat recently posted..A Life Unimagined

  6. Vicki
    October 30, 2012 / 8:29 pm

    Such a great story, I think it’s amazing you breast fed for that long. I feel so lucky to have such great support around me in my BF peer supporter, wonderful man and great bf buddies and this type of story really highlights the need for support to keep on going so u choose to Bf. and I agree it is a choice and those who choose should be fully supported and given lots of tlc when needed. Thank you for being do honest and sharing your story xx

  7. October 31, 2012 / 8:48 am

    I think the thing I like best about this story is that you got to do what was best for you at every step of the way. Wonderful story – thanks for sharing it.
    Lisa | Mama.ie recently posted..Breastfeeding is not a choice!

  8. Frankee B
    October 31, 2012 / 6:23 pm

    I love everything about this post. I love Thayer you researched and made the right decision for you, and I love that once H made his decision and his instinct kicked in that it all changed for you too.

    I was never comfortable to feed in public and felt pressured too by some mummy friends that are in the “any time any place camp” so did try but found feeding rooms and my car much better.

    fab post!

  9. November 12, 2012 / 9:21 pm

    What a lovely post. You brought tears to my eyes. Good for you, for going with your baby and your body! I’m glad you enjoyed your time breastfeeding and I wish you had had the confidence to breastfeed in public. Next time email me and I can send you a Mamascarf! :0)
    Mamascarf recently posted..The Breastfeeding doll: my view

  10. August 10, 2013 / 9:02 am

    Thanks for sharing such a nice idea, piece of writing is nice, thats why i
    have read it entirely
    tenga recently posted..tenga

  11. free shemale cams
    August 20, 2013 / 1:25 am

    Nice post. I learn something new and challenging on sites I stumbleupon every day.
    It will always be interesting to read articles from other writers and practice something from their web sites.
    free shemale cams recently posted..free shemale cams

  12. January 1, 2014 / 11:09 pm

    Many thanks for sharing this good write-up. Very interesting ideas! as always, btw

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

CommentLuv badge

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.