Since I posted recently about breastfeeding successfully, of course, karma would soon have to kick me in the face and make me pay. Last week track tryouts kept me out of the house for about 3 hours a day, leaving John at home to fend for himself with the hungry girl. Instead of getting my butt up early, nursing Sydney and then pumping, I rolled out leaving just enough time to change her morning diaper, nurse her for about 15 mins, throw on some clothes and a whistle, and run out the door. I really thought to myself, "You're not uptight! Your baby can have a bottle of formula now and then! Be free little bird! Fly and be free!" And the convenience of formula sunk it's evil, evil teeth in me. Headed out to Target? Pack a bottle of formula! No messy cleaning of all those dang breastpump parts! Going to breakfast? A bottle of formula is just so EASY. You can quit any time you want. It's not like you NEED it or anything.
It's all fun and games until you don't have to pack a bottle of formula to go anywhere and you don't have enough milk for your baby to nurse. CRAP. And DAMN those free samples!
I noticed that my milk supply was a little down but I thought that a day of nursing exclusively would take care of that. Wrong, wrong, wrong. I brought Sydney to my breast, she latched for a minute, then pulled herself off and looked up at me with a mixture of annoyance and surprise like she was asking me, "Where's the dang beef, Mama?" That soon developed into a four-alarm meltdown that could only be solved with a bottle. As soon as she fell asleep later on I ran to the internet for help.
The only solution? Pump like a madwoman.
So Sunday night I sat on the couch and pumped once. I kicked myself for not doing it again before I went to bed around 1-ish. BUT I WAS SO TIRED. The following morning I pumped again after feeding Sydney. And I'm back into that crazy newborn cycle that involves a lot of this:
I'm hoping that this takes care of another little issue we've been having with Sydney NOT POOPING FOR DAYS ON END. We took her in for her four-month checkup last week and discussed rice cereal (holding off on that for a bit on your advice dear girls) and the doctor mentioned that the iron content tends to constipate little ones. I recently examined the formula can and it has "WITH IRON" splashed all over it in bold lettering so my guess is that it's the culprit.
Sometimes I can't WAIT to have my boobs back to myself. But then again? This is only for a season. My daughter is growing up fast. It's worth it. So, so worth it.