A few days ago we had one of those breakthrough moments that probably only other parents will truly understand just how great it was. After weeks of putting various prepared pieces of food in front of Ollie which he looked at, picked up and then lovingly placed on the floor; we had some actual, full on, rusk to mouth action.
Bottle vs breastfeeding seems to be a controversial subject and I firmly believe in a mothers right to choose. As a mother of a formula fed baby I feel like I’m constantly being punished for not doing what’s considered ‘best’ for my baby. There are so many reasons why mothers choose bottle over breast and I fully believe that it’s down to the individual to choose what is best for them. My story is that I breastfed my baby for the first week, unfortunately I suffered a haemorrhage due to breastfeeding whilst on blood thinners I was taking due to a blood clot I developed in my pregnancy. Basically the breastfeeding contracted the uterus excessively and caused a bleed. I was then in hospital for five days and was advised that I couldn’t continue to breastfeed.
I can’t believe how quickly the last six months have flown by it’s been a blur of sleepless nights, nappies and cuddles but it has also been the most rewarding and wonderful six months of my life. Oliver is growing so fast and is such a little person now, it’s crazy to look back on his newborn pictures where he was so small.
Oliver is now 6 months old and we’re at a stage where I’m getting a bit more sleep and I’m confident in everything I’m doing with him that I can really enjoy our time together without worrying if he’s had enough milk, or sleep, or if his poo is the right colour (to all those without kids yes you really worry about this stuff, it’s crazy I know!). I’ve recently been negotiating my hours for when I go back to work and it’s now hit me that spending everyday with Ollie has an expiration date.