My beautiful little ten week old baby is turning into something of a giant. I use “little” in the loosest sense of the word. She’s nearly out of her 3-6 month baby grows and often wears 6-9 month ones already. She has feet likes boats and her legs are ridiculously long. The health visitor measured her and she’s on the 90th percentile for height. She’s going to be leggy like her granny!
Problem is trying to support her right for breast feeding. I’m supposed to hold her body sideways across me so she tilts her head a little to get the nipple. That’s all well and good midwife lady when you’ve got a little teeny tiny baby but when you’ve got one this size it gets hard! I have to support her head or she falls off leaving me one arm to do the rest of her body. If I support her legs her middle droops and if I support her middle her legs fail around taking out anything near by and ultimately dragging her off the nipple, which she no doubt has clamped down on with her vampiric gums. Ouch.
My mum was watching me trying to balance my enthusiastically wiggling boob obsessed baby yesterday and gave me a tip which I will now share with you. Sit her on your lap. So I did and it worked. It’s not how I’ve been taught to breast feed, and it’s a style I’ve more associated with breast feeding toddlers than relatively new babies, but she’s long enough and strong enough that she can sit with her face turned to my boob and bam, she’s attached, she’s not going to fall off, and I have a whole arm free! Huzzah!
Feeding her in bed at night is fine, well sort of fine. She has taken to climbing me. She’s got such strong legs and loves to move that even though the position is easy to achieve because she’s lying down and supported all over by the mattress, because she likes to climb she ends up shunting herself upwards, again dragging my poor broken nipple with her, getting dislodged and then moaning. So I have to drag her back down again and reattach her, just to go through the whole malarky again. I’ve taken to sleeping in just my underwear and carefully balancing on my side with my legs straight to take away as much of her leverage as possible. I get a bit chilly and sometimes get cramp, but at least she “mostly” stays in the right spot.
The plan is to breast feed her until she’s weaned, around the 6 month mark, then move on. But baring in mind I have a child who could easily rise up and trample Tokyo I might try expressing and giving her a bottle, even if it’s only for the occasional feed!
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