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It’s 10:45 on a Saturday night and I’m at the pump. No, not the gas pump — the breast pump. I’m still nursing my 14-month-old twins. I can’t say what I thought it’d be like to breastfeed this long because I really had no idea what I was in for when we started. My mom always [...] This post is about my boobs. And not in a sexy, heaving bosom sort of way. You have been warned. Background: Althea has violently and suddenly weaned herself (more on that in the next post). Elise has gone down to usually three feedings a day (from four). Now, with the intense congestion from the croup/cold, she’s [...] The girls will not eat. It started during our recent trip to California. Althea started refusing most nursings, but ate like a horse during regular meals. Elise, on the other hand, started losing interest in solids. I figured it was just the trip, the foreign environment, the change in climate, etc. When we got home, Elise went [...] The girls had their (late) nine-month appointment on Friday. Elise is at 17lb 1oz and Althea is at 17lb 2oz. (For the first time ever, Althea outweighed her sister!) Elise was twisting around during her measurements and measured about 26 3/8 inches long (pretty sure that’s wrong), while Althea measured 27 inches long. Both had [...] Due to recent events, I’m a day late in celebrating the girls’ 7 month-day. For those not really interested in the fact that this blog essentially serves as an electronic baby book, then you can shove it check back soon for something more exciting. Here goes: Eating The girls nurse five to six times a day now. My [...] 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 [...] Things are up and down with my boobs, which is stressing me out and probably causing more problems. I went to the La Leche League meeting on Thursday. I, as with most breastfeeding mothers I know, had heard many rumors about LLL. Namely, I’d heard that they were militant, feminazi breastfeeding proponents who advocated “nurse-ins” and [...] I’m not worried about the fact that my right breast is approximately one cup size larger than my left. Nor am I freaking out about my nipples still looking like something out of “National Geographic.” I am freaking out about my supply. As in, breastmilk supply. I’ve had many moments of doubt and fear throughout my time breastfeeding. [...] . . . come solid poops. I saw Althea doing “the shit face”: lips puckered outward, the rims of the eyes bright red, eyebrows highlighted with pushing out the latest intestinal concoction. I promptly took her to the changing pad and was shocked at what I saw — so shocked that I called to Chris to [...] I fit into my old size six pants. Okay, so “fitting” is a stretch. However, I can stuff my multi-layered ass into the pants and zip them up without splitting any seams or breaking any buttons. Okay, so I only tried one particular pair of size sixes. And I didn’t dare bend or sit. There was muffin top involved. BUT. I [...] |
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