When I first found out I was pregnant, I assumed I’d bottle feed. But Baby Girl’s dad felt very strongly that breast was best, & the more I read up on bottle v breast, I too was converted.
Why? I was always ill as a child. (I wasn’t too well as a teen actually either.) My immune system has always been a little weak. Secondly, I’ve suffered from asthma since I was 2, at times quite severely. Also, I was an extremely fussy eater – mixed with an extremely wilful child, I was every parent’s worst nightmare! All these things have been found to be more common in bottle fed babies, as I was from day dot.
There are other explanations for these occurrences: I lived in Barnet, North London until I was four. An area with the high numbers of asthmatic children at the time due to it being in a bowl & pollution collecting. Asthma & / or the steroid-based inhalers also weaken the immune system. Once my Mom started the ween my into solids, she found i was extremely fussy about the texture rather than the flavour of the foods; something that continued through childhood & in certain cases even now. Which bottle nor breast could have solved.
However, it didn’t seem a risk worth taking. So Baby Girl is being breast fed. And so far, it’s going pretty well.
Of course, everything I eat flavours my milk. And after a fretful week last week with Baby Girl seeming not too happy with my milk in the evenings, we did a bit of research. Turns out, potentially problematic foods are:
- chilli / spicy foods
- citrus fruit
- cow’s milk products (ie containing lactose)
Well. Chilli / spice, garlic & lemon feature in our diet quiet heavily. And since cutting these out (or down significantly) she seems much happier & is feeding like a trooper once more. I won’t lie; I’m very relieved it doesn’t seem to be the cow’s milk! There would be a horrendous irony if my lactose intolerance was cured but I had to have a lactofree diet for Baby Girl!
As of around 6 weeks old, my milk supply will be firmly established & I can start expressing to use in bottles. I’m really looking forward to this. Not only so her dad can share some of the responsibility & bonding time that occurs whilst feeding, but also because I won’t have to whip a boob out in public! Still not overly comfortable with that…