I cannot tell you how horrible I felt after I had DD. I was determined not to have a c-section. Actually had my breech baby flipped (talk about pain!!) so I wouldn't have to have a c-section. Ended up with an emergency c-section after being induced, 24 hours of labor, and 1.5 hours pushing. I was unconscious for the birth and did not wake up for 2 hours after she was born. Had to wait another hour to see her due to my incredibly low blood pressure. Would have been better to have scheduled it when she was breech. THEN, I tried and tried to breastfeed. Couldn't. Her first few latches were perfect. After that, she pulled back and chewed. The nurses tried to help, DH tried to help, nothing worked. I still stuck it out. Also used a tube with formula (so she was getting something) and had it running down my breast so she would "understand" breastfeeding. By the time I got home, she had torn me up so bad I was full of scabs. Kept trying for two weeks. So scabbed up, I couldn't even pump anything out. Finally had to give up. Since nothing was coming out, I stopped producing. Actually started again about 5 weeks postpartum, but by that time I had been through surgery and had narcotics in my system. Funny, DD chewed the crud out of her bottles too. DH didn't think it was as bad as I said until, while I was crying one day, he attempted to break her latch like the nurses had shown him (with his pinky finger). She broke skin with her gums.