not only do I encourage them to nurse exclusively (like always), but now, we must read them a list of all of the downsides to introducing formula to breastfed babies (the list contains 7 or 8 different things like possibility of increase chance of obesity, change in the Ph of the intestines, as well as the usual "decrease in milk supply").
Don't get me wrong - I am a very strong advocate for breastfeeding (the lactation consultants are always trying to recruit me

), but I work at night, so I
always have patients ask me this at 2am, after they've been awake for over 48 hours. I have always been sympathetic to their exhaustion, while encouraging continued breastfeeding, but reading this list to my bleary-eyed patients in the middle of the night isn't going to go over very well.
There are ways to educate - I'm not quite sure that this way is one of the better ones.
Yes, this "lecture" would have made me already feel worse than what I was feeling.
Picture this: Tiny me 4'11" doped up on meds for a c-section after a stalled *****al birth ( I had waaay to much medication). My daughter was delivered at 1:08, I got to see her for all of 5 minuters (I feel asleep due to the meds) and I wake up in ISOLATED recovery at 3:30a.m. Finally get taken to my recovery room at 5 a.m. and my daughter is finally brought to my room at 6 a.m.
I try to breastfeed, but it's not working. Throughout the day I get help from the lactation consultant, but she's still not taking to it. When she does feed, it's from bottles, but I keep trying.
Next day, I am still out of it, but give breastfeeding a try on and off. Daughter is having none of it, and my "headlights" were inverted. We try shields, etc, but daughter will not do the work (her latch was fine, but she just didn;t like havign to do the work). Formula for another day.
Day three I am still at the hospital, having had an overnight blodd transfusion. I am finally feeling tons better, and trying to get the breastfeeding thing going. Still not working.
After a WEEK, we come home. I feel that once I am relaxed in my own home and have less visitors breastfeeding will work. I have been trying everyday, but it's still not working. I get an awful spinal headache (did not know it at the time) and spend entire day in bed. My mom and husband feed daughter formula.
By this point, I start getting really depressed. I feel that everyone has bonded with my daughter so easily, and I haven't yet because breastfeeding is not working, I feel run over by a bus. Daughter begins to cry everytime I hold her, so I hand her off to others. Still plugging away at breastfeeding, but DD is just not doing it/liking it. I pump very little and try to give her the pumped milk when I can.
One week and two days after DD is born, I recognize that I am depressed, and thankfully that recognition came early. I decide it's not worth my mental health to keep pressing this, so I make the decision to stop any attempt at breastfeeding.....even pumping was making me feel bad.
Two days after my decision, I feel better. I hold DD, treasure moments with her, and she doesn't cry when I come near.......
It was a very hard decision for me to make, but I knew that my daughter needed a sane Mommy over anything else. I am not making light of anyone who falls in PPD, but I am thankful that I recognized how off I felt, and that I was wrong to think that DD didn't like me. However, it still stings me when the breastfeeding nazis come out and make any woman feel bad about her decision to breastfeed or not. I always get "you didn't try hard enough" when I share my story, and I have to tell you that the lactation consultants practically camped out in my hospital room EVERYDAY I was there. I was not afraid to call/use them. I took any and all advice.
Anyway, yes, a bleary eyed new mom at 2 a.m. will really look forward to hearing this [sarcasm].