Thank You to All Who are Fans of My Boobs

To all who have expressed support, encouragement and/or sympathy for my boobs, I thank you.

Between the fenugreek, lactation cookies, Mother’s Milk tea, cutting back on caffeine, nursing more and stopping the pill . . .

Phew!

I think we’re going to make it. At least, I have to retain that faith that we will because yes, the stress does affect milk supply.

Several people, including some new posters to the site (thanks gals, and thanks to Mommy Melee, who uses social networking as a platform for entertainment as well as social responsibility and support), mentioned growth spurt. Well hell. I honestly hadn’t thought of that. At the same time, though, the fact that I’d run dry before a full minute of nursing makes me think it’s more a supply issue. The problem seems to be worse in the late afternoon and evenings, pointing to (I think) a big(ger)-than-usual hormonal shift during that time of day.

The girls slept through the night last night, thankfully. Perhaps things are improving a bit. Amazing how quickly you get spoiled with seven or eight consecutive hours of sleep.

I also spoke with my slightly crunchy and ultra chipper lactation consultant today. A positive attitude can sure rub off on a body. When my supply seems to be back up to what feels right, she recommended slowly weaning off the fenugreek first while keeping the tea and cookies. She also suggested I attend her breastfeeding support group on Friday (NOT La Leche League). She said I’d be a rock star, nursing twins.

Appeal to my sense of ego? Yes ma’am, I will be in attendance.

She sure can read me.

Now why doesn’t she recommend margaritas at noon?

So, final thoughts: “They,” as in mainstream doctors and drug information inserts, say that the mini pill does not affect your milk supply. I say nay. Every woman is different. I am endowed with a healthy enough dose of WTF to just say that I know what I know, and I know that artificial hormones are bound to do something whack to someone like me who is predisposed to whackness in my girl parts.

P.S. Why is “I’m a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here” on my TV? And wow, Lou Diamond Phillips is still alive?