Wisdom teeth, bottles and breastfeeding...

So I got my wisdom teeth pulled out on Wednesday. Yeah, ummm, it was awful. I sure am glad that you only do that once in your life. It literally took 4 hours to get them out. The dentist had to break out the hammer, and this little saw thingy to get them out. I didn't know what the difference between having a dentist take out your wisdom teeth and having an oral surgeon do it. The biggest differences are: 1. The oral surgeon can put you to sleep (I didn't think this was that important) 2. The oral surgeon can prescribe the good medicine that actually helps, dentists can only give a certain level of meds and they stink!!! My conclusion from all this is: 1. I'm really glad it's over and I never have to do it again 2. I will forever and always recommend that people go to the oral surgeon to get their teeth taken out. Now that I'm done with that I will get to the real posting :) After I had my teeth pulled I had to take some meds. I don't actually think they helped, but I didn't want to stop taking them and find out. Jakob had to take a bottle. Well, my body had adjusted to Jakob's feeding schedule or something, because no matter how hard I tried to pump I could only get less than an ounce at a time. Finally, I saved up enough for one day, hoping the dentist could give me a medication that I could nurse with. (I had oxycodone after my c-section) The strongest med the dentist could prescribe was demorol, which as I said did nothing, and I couldn't nurse with it. After one full day of bottled breastmilk we had to switch to formula.... I was in alot of pain, and frankly could barely stay awake for more than 10-15 minutes at a time, so Jeremy had to feed the baby. He mixed up the formula, (first time ever) and gave it to Jake. The child ate it up. He didn't fuss, he just ate all the formula. Thank the Lord. I was not thinking about it at the time, but if Jakob wouldn't eat that stuff things would have been much harder on me. After a day of formula eating we ran out of the little single servings of Enfamil, so we got out a sample can of Simulac. Mr. Jakob did not like the Similac. He would not eat it. He didn't fuss or cry, he just would not eat. My mom had a can of Enfamil at her house that somebody had given her so thankfully she brought that to us and Jakob ate again. What I'm trying to say I guess is I'm really glad he ate the formula, we had no other choice for three days. But...as a mommy who was glad I could breastfeed, I don't really think I appreciated being able to supply my son with what he needed. I was glad after all Jake went through with me in the hospital after his birth that he has no problems breastfeeding, but when I would be out shopping or visiting someone I'd think "this is when bottles would be nice." After three days of everyone else being able to feed my son, and this formula that someone invented, not what God intended for him to have I kinda felt like the bottle was my rival. That formula was doing something for my son that I should be and actually wanted to be doing. (don't get me wrong, I'm not against formula, and I know some people have no other choice, but this is me) I cherish the ability to breastfeed Jakob more now. I see that to me there is a difference with bottle feeding and breastfeeding. If I had to bottle feed I would, but I am so thankful that I can have this time with my son and provide him food that will keep him healthy and no formula can do it any better than I can. That's all I had to say. Lesson learned. :)