"Weaning support"

I was forced to end my breastfeeding journey very quickly due to returning to work a lot sooner than I had originally planned. 

My baby did not take the bottle at first and after a couple of days back and forth, we finally had a breakthrough and baby took the bottle. Due to this dilemma, I didn’t want to give my baby the option to have an option so I stopped breastfeeding and went cold turkey as soon as we succeeded with a bottle.

As a result of this, my breasts obviously became very engorged and they were extremely painful so I booked a last minute appointment with my local doctor and unfortunately, it wasn’t the doctor I usually see. 

As soon as I walked into the office, I asked for the pill that “will dry me up” and I recall I was told there’s no such thing, I explained that there was and I was told maybe I was confused with the pill that increases supply or that I was confused with the contraceptive pill.

I recall the doctor then said, I can explain the best way to wean, where I felt I was then lectured about how it should be a slow process. I explained to the doctor that I agreed and that I would’ve loved for it to have been a slower process but unfortunately it didn’t work out for me that way. I was then told to pump to relieve the pain. I explained that I believe it wouldn’t help in the long run as pumping and emptying my breasts was only going to cause them to continue producing as it’s a supply and demand thing. Also, I said that I thought it was silly and a waste of money buying a pump that I wasn’t going to use long term as I was planning to stop breastfeeding (hence why I was there in the first place).

The doctor sat there shaking their head. I felt like I was being judged. I felt like I had made the wrong decision for myself and my baby. I felt stupid for going to the doctor for help and I felt extremely uncomfortable and vulnerable having to stick up for myself.

Still back and forth about a pill I knew existed but the doctor seemingly didn’t think it did, the doctor then rang through to another doctor for a second opinion. Well, guess who walked out of the doctors office with the pill that I asked for? Me.