Hi everyone! I’m a FTM to a beautiful 4.5-month-old baby girl. I’ve been wanting to share our breastfeeding journey for a while because I remember how desperately I searched Reddit for stories from other moms struggling with low supply.
Our journey was far from easy, and I hope sharing it might give someone who’s in the thick of it right now a little hope.
The first few weeks: doing everything right and getting almost nothing
My daughter was born at the end of May, weighing just under 7 lbs.I had always hoped to breastfeed, and I thought I’d done everything I was supposed to do to give us a good start.
I had no known health issues or birth complications. We did skin-to-skin immediately after birth. I started nursing and pumping every two hours while we were still in the hospital, and I kept that schedule going once we got home. I continued taking my prenatal vitamins and vitamin D.
But my milk just wasn’t coming in the way I’d expected.
For the first 2–3 weeks, I was getting practically nothing when I pumped.
And when I say nothing, I don’t mean 10 or 20 mL.
I mean literally a few drops.
Not even 5 mL. Just drops.
I tried everything I could think of. I changed flange sizes. I switched pumps. I tried fenugreek after my lactation consultant suggested it.
Nothing seemed to make a difference.
Meanwhile, I was nursing every two hours and supplementing with bottles afterward because my daughter needed to eat.
I kept hearing that breastfeeding was about supply and demand. Nurse more. Pump more. Remove milk more frequently, and your body will respond.
So I did.
I nursed. I pumped. I power pumped. I set alarms. I pushed through exhaustion. My nipples were constantly sore.
And still, those tiny drops were all I could see.
At around three weeks postpartum, I went to see a lactation consultant. We checked my daughter’s latch, and everything looked good. She was latching properly and actively sucking.
But during the weighted feed, she transferred only 7 mL from one breast and 15 mL from the other.
22 mL total.
I was devastated.
It wasn’t that she couldn’t latch or wasn’t trying to nurse. She was doing her part, and I felt like my body just wasn’t producing enough milk for her.
I remember thinking: How is this possible? I’ve done everything I’m supposed to do. Why isn’t my body responding?
It wasn’t just about the milk anymore. It felt like my body was failing me.
And then, mastitis. Twice.
As if the constant nursing, pumping, supplementing, and worrying weren’t enough, I also went through two episodes of mastitis in the middle of all this.
It felt almost cruelly ironic to be struggling so much to produce milk and then have to deal with mastitis on top of everything. During those weeks, we had to supplement more formula, going from 20 ml to 30 ml, then 40 ml then 60 ml.
I was physically exhausted, emotionally drained, and increasingly discouraged.
There were so many moments when I questioned whether I should just give up on breastfeeding altogether.
And honestly, I don’t think I would have been wrong to stop. Looking back, I can see just how much I was asking of myself during an already incredibly vulnerable time.
But breastfeeding was something I deeply wanted, so I decided to keep trying, one day at a time.
The unexpected turning point: SLEEP
This is probably the most important part of my story.
During those early weeks, I was so focused on increasing demand that I felt like I had to nurse or pump constantly. I was terrified that skipping even one session would make my already-low supply worse.
One day, my husband suggested that he give our daughter a bottle during one of her middle-of-the-night feeds so I could get a longer stretch of uninterrupted sleep.
I was extremely hesitant.
Everything I’d read about establishing milk supply emphasized frequent milk removal, especially during the early weeks. The idea of missing a feeding or pumping session felt like taking a huge risk.
But eventually, I agreed to try.
And for the first time after countless sleepless nights, I got FOUR consecutive hours of sleep.
Four hours! 😂
It felt incredible.
And to my surprise, my supply didn’t seem to suffer. In fact, I noticed that I was producing more milk the following day. I feed and pumped like before in all other feeding sessions.
So we continued doing this for a while, and I felt that getting more rest helped my supply tremendously.
I had been so focused on creating more demand, pumping more, and doing everything possible to produce more milk that I hadn’t given enough attention to something my body desperately needed: rest.
Of course, everyone’s supply is different, and skipping milk removal can affect supply, especially early on. I’m not suggesting this will work for everyone. But in my experience, getting a little more sleep made a huge difference, both physically and mentally.
Around 10 weeks: taking the leap toward exclusive breastfeeding
By around 10 weeks, I decided to try exclusively breastfeeding.
It was intimidating because I still wasn’t completely confident in my supply.
And those first days were HARD.
Sometimes my daughter wanted to nurse every single hour. Some nursing sessions lasted 40–50 minutes.
There were days when I felt like I barely left the couch.
We also still needed to supplement with bottles in most of the evenings, when my milk flow seemed slower and she was especially hungry.
But I kept going while closely monitoring her weight gain. And very gradually, something started to change.
Her nursing sessions became shorter.
The time between feedings became longer.
She seemed more satisfied after nursing.
We needed fewer and fewer supplemental bottles.
Until eventually, we didn’t need them anymore.
There wasn’t one magical day when everything suddenly clicked. It happened so gradually that I almost didn’t notice how far we’d come.
After all those weeks of worrying about every milliliter, pumping, supplementing, and questioning whether my body could do this, we had reached a point where breastfeeding alone was working for us around 3 months in.
I can’t describe how meaningful that felt.
And of course, the journey still isn’t perfectly smooth. We’re now at 4.5 months, and recently we’ve encountered another challenge.
My daughter has started having some feeding difficulties. Sometimes she’ll latch eagerly, take a few sips, then arch her back, pull away, and cry. She also refuses the bottles completely.
We’re working with her pediatrician to understand whether reflux might be contributing to her discomfort.
It’s been frustrating, especially after everything we went through to establish breastfeeding.
But I’m trying to remind myself that not every difficult feeding means my supply is inadequate.
Babies change. Their needs change. New challenges come up. And just because something is difficult today doesn’t mean it will always be difficult.
What I wish I could tell myself in those early weeks
If I could go back and talk to the exhausted, emotional version of myself sitting on the couch with a pump attached to her breasts, these are the things I’d want her to know:
1. Your body isn’t failing you. Breastfeeding can be incredibly difficult, and struggling with it doesn’t mean you’re doing anything wrong.
2. Rest matters, too. I was so focused on doing more that I forgot how important it was to take care of myself. Getting a little more sleep helped me tremendously.
3. Progress doesn’t have to happen overnight. Our transition to exclusive breastfeeding took weeks of frequent, sometimes very long nursing sessions. Improvement was gradual, but it happened.
4. Supplementing isn’t failure. Formula and bottles helped us get through the early weeks. I’m grateful we had those options, and I don’t think they make our breastfeeding journey any less meaningful.
5. Your breastfeeding journey doesn’t have to look like anyone else’s. Some moms exclusively breastfeed from day one. Some combo feed. Some exclusively pump. Some switch to formula. Every family deserves support and kindness.
I wanted to share this for anyone who’s currently in the thick of it.
If you’re staring at a pump with only a few drops in it, wondering why your body isn’t cooperating…
If you’re exhausted from nursing, supplementing, and pumping around the clock…
If you’re afraid that giving your baby a bottle means you’ll never be able to exclusively breastfeed…
Or if you’re simply feeling like your body is failing you…
I see you. I’ve been there.
I can’t promise that everyone’s journey will turn out like mine. But I hope you know that the way things are going today doesn’t necessarily determine how they’ll be a month or two from now.
Sometimes progress is slow, messy, and almost impossible to see while you’re living through it.
And sometimes, one day, you look back and realize just how far you’ve come.
Sending love to all the moms who are struggling right now. You’re not alone. ❤️