I started to breastfeed my first two. With the first I struggled in hospital (the Simpson) but hoped it would all go better when I got home (after a week in those days). It didn't. After another week or so I reached breaking point late one evening. I had bought a bottle for emergencies. I had no formula, so I watered down some cows milk and boiled it and cooled it. She took to it like a duck to water and we both slept better than we had since she was born. Next day we took a trip to buy formula, and never looked back.
With the second I was home in a couple of days. they were keen on breastfeeding in hospital, so I had started, but this time I didn't persist for as long before switching to the bottle. I had a toddler to cope with as well as a new baby.
With my third, I had made up my mind before the birth that he would be a bottle babe too. The Queen Mary maternity hospital was a bit more upmarket than the Simpson - ("amenity beds" for £1.50 a night) and their policy in was to take the babies into the nursery at night so that the mothers could sleep. They were brought back for feeds if they were on the breast, but not if they were bottle-fed. So I had a week of uninterrupted sleep before I took him home!
By then DS had been sleeping longer and longer before waking and wanting fed. The night before we went home, he didn't wake from 11 pm to 6 am - and that continued. I never did a feed for him in the middle of the night.
So - breastfeeding was twice utterly exhausting and stressful. Bottle feeding was a pleasure. All three were fit and healthy children, and are fit and healthy adults. The two girls have both breastfed their own children, their decision, I did not influence them one way or the other.
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