Tallulah’s Story
As my husband fed Tallulah her first bottle a few hours after her birth, I cried into my pillow.
I was tired, overwhelmed and frustrated with myself. Breastfeeding was not going well. Latching, sucking, the loud clicking sound her little tongue made, all of it was a struggle. I detailed all of these difficulties to my nurses, but they quickly dismissed my concerns. “Some babies just be like that,” one nurse said. “Try pumping,” another said. After multiple failed attempts at breastfeeding, the nurses brought in formula. But bottle feeding was also a struggle. Tallulah refused to eat. The clicking sound continued. And now, in addition, a frothy substance rushed from her nose every time that she fed. Again, we told the nurses. “It’s just reflux,” they said.
On the third day, the neonatologist cleared us for discharge. According to him, Tallulah was thriving. As we waited for our discharge papers, I attempted to breastfeed Tallulah again. At that moment, our lactation consultant happened to make one final visit. As she watched Tallulah eat, she heard the clicking sound and her facial expression turned into one of confusion. Within moments, both the nurse and neonatologist were brought in.
Both shared the same shocked expression as they looked into my baby’s mouth. The neonatologist, the same one who had just cleared Tallulah for discharge, explained to me that my daughter had a cleft palate. Suddenly the last three days made sense. The reason Tallulah could not breastfeed. Or bottle feed. The clicking sound. The frothy substance from her nose.