When Bear was a baby it was super easy to divide up feeding duties with the H because I was exclusively pumping. In fact, I’ll admit I’m lucky enough that I didn’t get up for most of the nighttime feedings. In the beginning I would get up and pump while the H fed Bear just to keep my supply up I would pump whenever he ate. As he grew older I pumped less and less during the night because he slept more and more and then finally I stopped night pumping, but the H would still tend to Bear if he were to wake up and I would blissfully sleep with a pillow over my head.
With Bella its been very different since I’m actually nursing her. In fact its often kind of frustrating because I seem to always be the one to feed her since I’m the one with Mommy’s Milk. Why is there no Daddy’s milk? Whenever she would cry the H would essentially hand over and be like “feed her.” His solution to any problem seemed to be stick a boob in it, but specifically mine. Which was annoying. Especially when we were trying to teach her to sleep through the night and he always wanted me to just feed her because she was crying. Or if he’d want me to feed her and it had been less than 2 hour since she ate — she’s not hungry! Luckily now she’s been sleeping through the night for quite sometime which is wonderful and since she loves to eat her milk consumption has gone way down.
The H has always been extremely supportive of me nursing (or stopping if I had wanted to). In the beginning when I was engorged beyond belief I wanted to quit so many times because of the pain, but I couldn’t because of the guilt and I felt like he really would have supported me and not judged me if I had chosen to stop. I just knew that I would judge myself and I couldn’t give up. So I didn’t, I held on past the two week point when everyone says it will get better and it did. I’m glad that I had him there to support me, though I have to say that I get really irritated nowadays when he makes comments like “this is it?” and “what a poor showing” when I hand him my lately paltry amounts of milk that I pump during the day at work. My pumping has gone way down and I can’t get nearly as much as I used to be able to which is depressing. She seems to be much better at getting it out than my pump and seems satiated whenever I feed her. I’ll be out of town for a weekend without her this weekend so we’ll see how that goes! Hopefully I can get to the pump 3-4 a day so I don’t completely shrivel up while I’m away — I still got three months to go!
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