Had someone told me I'd be pouring milk into a container, hanging it around my neck and taping the tubes attached to it to my breasts I'd not have believed it. I'd tell them: "Bring on the bottle, mate."
I hate the fact that I've been underfeeding my daughter for all these weeks without knowing it, that I couldn't work out what was wrong when all the time she was hungry.
A visit from a lactation consultant confirmed what I'd thought from week one. I've got a low milk supply.