So the child, who has been doing pretty good as have I, turned out to have picked up thrush from me, on her way into the world.
Then, she gave the infection back to me. Suffice it to say, it has jacked up my ability to feed her in comfort. It took me a long time to figure out what was wrong; what with all the other things that being a mother entails, I just thought that this pain was ‘normal’ and I would get over it.
But no. I managed to get a doctor to look at both of us, and she says I can’t breast feed for at least a week.
oh man. That news was not welcome. I had just got the hang of this routine!
SO, we had to run and get some formula, and have the crisis of what type of bottle/nipple combination would keep the child from turning away from me when we got back to breast feeding. We managed that.
BUT! I also have to find a way to pump lots of times a day to keep my milk supply from drying up completely. I have been dreading and needing to figure out how to do this.
So, since yesterday I managed to pump twice. I think I could get the hang of it, I guess. But my routine now is necessarily changed a little.
Every little thing seems so charged with importance when it comes to this little helpless child. I don’t like doing new things. But this will probably work out. I guess that gives me a new milestone to look forward to. The return of breastfeeding!