I found myself searching for excitement but I was sedated and exhausted and sore. The nurses were pushing formula as an easy transition since I was dazed and our baby (girl!) was jaundiced. I consented because I was now in the blur of motherhood and was taking any advice anyone offered.
If it weren’t for my husband, who was adamant about breastfeeding, Teya would have been on formula from day 2. He kindly, but firmly, declined every offer for a bottle during our 5 day stay after she was born.
I’M LYING IN THE OPERATION RECOVERY ROOM AFTER AN EMERGENCY C-SECTION FOLLOWING 4 DAYS OF ON AND OFF AGAIN LABOR. I HAVEN’T SEEN MY SON IN AN HOUR AND THE ONLY THING I CAN THINK OF IS THE TIME TICKING AWAY AND THE BONDING TIME I’M LOSING.