I definitely agree with the keeping visitors at bay. Lockdown or no lockdown, itās so important. I did a breastfeeding workshop and the lady who ran it talked about the importance of not getting overwhelmed with visitors and taking the time to recover and establish feeding with baby. There were mums there who had had people just turning up with the first
just remember you donāt have to answer the door and also your partner could just say you and baby are asleep and theyāll contact you with a better time. You have to be firm and people have to respect that you need time and space to recover.
I had a very difficult birth and an episiotomy that resulted in 3 cuts. I could barely walk, had to be helped to sit and get off the sofa. I couldnāt get into bed for a few days so we slept on our sofa. My stitches were just so painful and uncomfortable.
Luckily anyone wanting to visit were understanding and waited for an invite and weād just say it was for an hour and picked a time so theyād have to leave just before dinner or a midwife visit. The only time we went over was my husband parents visited on the hottest day ever (34 degrees
). We asked them to come an hour before our midwife was due. The midwife was really late and they stayed. As it was so hot and I was feeding, I should have drank so much but I forgot and then ended up feeling awful later that day with dehydration.
@Heybooboo Iām so sorry! That sounds awful and I can totally relate to how distressing that must have been. I canāt believe they made you sit on the floor
I could barely sit on my sofa so thereās no way Iād have been able to get onto the floor. I remember when my uncle visited my daughter would get uncomfortable with wind and it was better to hold her upright. He held her laying down and she was whimpering and my mum asked him to put her more upright but he ignored her. So my mum went over and readjusted her and he told her she was interfering. My mum was only there as she knew theyād be overbearing and overstay their welcome.
Then when we did a huge 30th party for my husband, Iād been in a really dark place with breastfeeding (baby had a tongue tie, health visitors had hounded me every day about her weight, saying they wanted to support breastfeeding while trying to force me onto a prescription high calorie formula, my daughter wouldnāt take a bottle so I couldnāt even supplement with normal formula, they tried to get us admitted to hospital for failure to thrive but no GP ever agreed to it which they blamed me for, which led to them on some witch hunt against me, until finally I got given the contact details for my local infant feeding coordinator from someone at a volunteer breastfeeding group, the coordinator found the TT and I went private to have it cut and it saved our BF journey) so my mental health was in tatters. Iād still had the health visitors breathing down my neck and I was feeling very vulnerable. My uncle kept making comments all night at the party to everyone about my mum holding my daughter. This was around the time coronavirus was surfacing, although nobody knew what it was, we agreed our baby wouldnāt be passed around at the party to avoid germs and to make it easier to feed on demand, only me my husband and my mum would hold her because we knew her feeding cues. She was feeding a lot because weād been set back on our breastfeeding journey. Most people understood except my uncle. Kept telling people my daughter was mollycoddled and my mum was controlling etc. All the while not even bothering to ask if we were ok or why we were being careful or why it was important I fed my daughter on demand (he even said she was a bit old to feed at 4 months old
). As the night went on, she got irritable as sheād missed her afternoon nap as my uncle and his family were meant to help us decorate but didnāt turn up. So we did it all alone, then literally had 10 minutes to get ready for a fancy dress party and when I kept trying to find quieter places to feed her and settle her, perhaps have a nap, I ended up outside in my car. Silly me, sat with the engine on, the heater and radio. The battery died and my uncles house was nearby so he sent his wife to get jump leads for me. Made sure to open the door and tell me I was making a rod for my own back and my daughter just needed to get used to noise and parties. Didnāt ask if I needed anything like a drink.
A lot of people donāt understand baby behaviour and thereās too many āexpertsā out there. Iāve always followed my daughter and let her lead the way. Iāve researched everything like weaning so I know Iām doing what is right for now, not what people did in the 80s. Mothers instinct is very powerful and being baby led has always worked for us
itās your baby and your decisions at the end of the day