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We have a baby...now what?

I thought that squeezing her out would be the hardest thing I could do. But, I was wrong. No one told me that the after effects of labor would be so painful...I tell you what...my tailbone hurt so bad I could barely sit. Not only did I have to deal with healing from a traumatic experience of labor, I had to try and get her to breast feed every one to four hours, try and sleep and eat, and learn that my world is now turned upside down. The only thing that makes it worth it, is when I look at her beautiful face. Bytheway, breast feeding is not all it cracks up to be...I really didn't mind it to much, I just don't think that she wanted to do it. She had a hard time latching on and staying on. I gave it a really good effort, and decided to go with the bottle. I am so glad I did. Ever since then, she is now sleeping better and gaining weight. Thank heavens for formula. I have to say...if anyone decides to bottle feed instead of breast feed...don't give them a hard time about it. Some women or baby's cannot do it...and it is as good as breast feeding. Although, some days I would like to be able to sleep all day and night...I wouldn't change my life for any one's right now.
Thank you, Thank you...Mom and Dad for coming out and helping! And Thank you Bonnie for coming out and helping out too.
Cheryl is crying...so, back to being a mom.
XOXO-Erin
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Williams Forever said…
Well, Erin you are a wonderful mother and good job for all that you do. I know that some days are better than others, so keep a prayer in your heart and a bottle in your hand=)
Love you so much and absolutely love your slide show. You rock. And keep up the good work. We will see you for the blessing. love ya.
January 24, 2009 at 10:54 AM
Cal said…
I hear ya! We call the nurse that we "helping me" with Mason the Lactation nazi! she wouldn't leave me alone and kept making me feel bad because I wouldn't try and try and try to breastfeed. It made me feel like I was a bad mother. You do whatever is best for you and your baby!
January 25, 2009 at 7:22 PM
Shannon said…
ditto! I could't breastfeed Dylan..sicne he lived int he NICU for 4 months...and the other two I did...and it is nice to have the freedom of a bottle...have fun with your little girl!
January 26, 2009 at 11:07 AM
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