EDIT: A rare moment of sleeping as most of the time he’s feeding, and that hasn’t been the easiest, which has been good to talk about with friends - these early weeks of feeding commonly being the toughest: cluster feeding, lack of rest, a fierce latch, cracked nipples, assessments for tongue tie, mastitis.
I had a real low point at the beginning of the week, getting really anxious about how much Zachary was getting. I came to realise that most of this anxiety was related to the struggles that Reuben had.
I came to expect that every little negative about Z’s feeding would mean that he’d either need to go into neonatal like Reuben had a second time or that I’d need to supplement his feeds with the bottle - and I don’t think I could express like I did last time, not with Reuben wanting my attention and needing to play. The midwives have been amazing and a total reassurance - reassuring that although it was tough with Reuben, he was a ‘red’ baby, whereas Zac is a ‘green’ baby.
I’m so thankful for the support I’ve had from friends, with prayer, via text and WhatsApp. Those special friends that I made in neonatal Care with Reuben were exactly what I needed on my lowest point on Tuesday, and they brought me right out of my gloom.