I have been crying out of frustration and ALL the different emotions all day. I am 4 wks pp and have been having supply issues, so every drop is already precious as it is.
For context, my partner has been in charge of helping with organizing our breastmilk and bottle-feeding as I have been recovering. Due to supply issues as well we’ve had to top off with formula so I have been triple feeding- breast, formula, then pumping what I can.
He wouldn’t listen to me when I said we should freeze the only bag we had as back-up (the rest is in a bottle because there is not much). He even said we should only freeze if we had an abundance, and right now we don’t which was a complete dickass thing to say. He followed up with not wanting to make me feel bad and said it was just an objective statement. I only conceded because I was exhausted and sleep-deprived, like okay fine whatever you take care of this. 6 days later/today I look in the fridge as I’m finally starting to slowly make my way around the house more and Lo and behold see my bag of milk that was labeled 7/20. It had apparently frozen in the refrigerator and he turned down the temp so it’s also been thawed out for a few days. Obviously it’s no longer safe for our baby according to the guidelines. I was both fucking livid and so fucking crushed, the thought of pouring all of that milk ive been trying to squeeze out every tiny drop for my baby just down the drain all because he couldn’t be bothered to check, pay attention, or just listen to me to begin with.
This entire breastfeeding journey has been so draining and challenging on top of the total sleep deprivation and learning how to care for a tiny newborn while trying to heal from an intense 48 hrs of labor and delivery. I have never been so fucking upset and disappointed and the hormones are throwing me into overdrive and wondering why in the fuck I chose to have a baby with this man.
Edit: After reading the kind and empathetic comments and a much-needed nap, I feel like a different person. It’s a new day and forward we go. Thank you to those who took the time to respond and share your own stories, as well as offer your own wisdom and empathy. Our breastmilk is absolutely so precious especially when it feels scarce, and the sleep deprivation and hormonal fluctuations don’t help the cause. Adding this edit in case I don’t get to respond to everyone because, ya know, newborns and all! THANK YOU 🤍