Breastfeeding stories

My story- Megan

When i was pregnant with my first, i was always asked if i would breastfeed. The concept seemed so foreign to me. My mother had struggled to feed my brother in the late 80s, so my sister and i were put straight onto formula. Times were different then, and she couldnt get the help or information she needed. And I’d not been exposed to many babies.
On May 25th, 2013 we welcomed Dhominik Archibald, and i knew instantly that i had to give him everything i could, including breastmilk. But something just wasnt right. He wouldn’t feed, and kept bringing up mucous. Less than 48hrs later we were waiting at the childrens hospital with our little boy on the operating table having life saving surgery to connect his oesophagus. I spent the first week of his life hooked up to a breastpump so he could be fed through a tube. I fought hard to be able to put him to the breast as soon as i could, and within 2 short weeks our babe was home.
But the time i spent with the pump, and not my boy, had made an affect on my milk supply, and my 8lbs 10oz baby just wasnt getting enough milk. We had to supplement with formula, and at a week shy of 4 months, with a bad cold, Dhominik refused the breast for the first time, and never took to it again. I cried for weeks. I felt like a failure. But when Dhominik stopped feeding,  my cycle returned. and on July 25th, 2014 we were blessed with our second darling son Rhydleigh James.
Little Rhydleigh was born at a tiny 9lbs 9oz and has been hungry from his very first breath! While he too was born with his fair share of health problems, the comfort that comes with breastfeeding has certainly helped to get through many tests and appointments.
I became very passionate about feeding my baby.  I have copped alot of attention,  both positive and negative, i even had one guy wink at me in a creepy way!
Besides my husband, i found my biggest supporter to be my going on 80 year old grandfather. He will happily tell everyone he meets that i just ‘pop it out and give the little fella a juicing’
Sadly not all my family are as positive as my grandad. With a close relative putting me down every step of the way. When he started walking ‘its weird to feed now he is walking’ until just recently, now that he can say BOOBIE (which he says alot!) and will pull my shirt down and help himself ‘its wrong now that he can ask for it’ and always getting the question “when will you stop? At this rate you will be one of those mums with your boob through the fence at school lunch time”
I am so excited to be part of this project.  I really want to help change the statements from “dont you think its time you should stop?” to “good on you, you’re doing great!”

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