First let me start off by saying that the “o” bottom for some reason is on the fritz so bear with me as I type.
As I was saying…
Have you noticed the time stamp on my last few posts? They average around 1 am in the morning. My children have always been a little on the night owl side (usually going to sleep around 10pm and getting up around 9am) but Bitsy…she wins the night owl award!
She has helped me rediscover that cable television is no good after about 11pm (unless you are into buying some kind of device that hangs you by your feet for back pain or you are in the market for a kitchen device that allows you to practice your karate slap in order to chop your veggies)
She is also helping me get caught up on my blog reading (although I still need to work on the comment department, my bad!)
She also has me having a daily struggle to forgo the coffee that my sleep deprived body is really needing. Since I am exclusively breastfeeding (that sure sounds like a hoity-toity club and I hate that.) I would have to pump and dump all day to remove the amount of caffeine that I so desperately need. Thus eliminating being an exclusive breast feeder (dang…there is that club again)
Speaking of breast feeding…I think I still have two babies left inside me. No, I am not referring to the fact that I still look about 4-5 mos. pregnant (Thank you postpartum water weight…yeah, that’s the weight crutch that I am going with) I refer to multiple children still in uteri because I have always heard that you produce the “perfect” amount of breast milk for your baby. If that is the case, there must be other children “waiting in the wings”
Although the Victoria Secret look is thrilling (also allows me to get whatever I want from The Man) the amount of milk production is a bit on the “Good heavens this is getting ridiculous” side. Bitsy eats (drinks, nurses, sups…whatever) like a bird and I have a turn out meant for a pterodactyl (Thank you spell check for catching the slaughtering of that prehistoric word) I feed her and watch as she goes into that milk induced coma and then have to go pump. I have already run out of the breast milk collection bags I had (more ordered from Amazon on the way) and have turned to using empty mason jars. (Since I am sleep deprived, you may want to watch me very carefully if I offer to make you some homemade mac & cheese)
I tried to abstain from pumping to allow my supply to compensate to her eating habits…but having to shove bags of frozen peas in my bra was much more uncomfortable and not a good look at all.
So for now, we just joke that I am “channeling my inner Elsie” and my loving family bears with me as I am forever connected to my Medela. She runs on batteries, but considering her overworked self and the expense of AA batteries, I have given her reprieve and just used that wall plug she came with.
So, my breast feeding friends, what can be done to “staunch the flow” a little?
Also…what are some methods on getting Bitsy’s schedule turned a little so I am not forced to watch informercials? I know at a week old I am asking a lot…but until I can have some good stout coffee, we gotta do something!
On a totally seperate topic…all you wonderful gals who leave me comments (Helga, Jess, A Working Mommy, Kate, Mannmom, Mama M, Brianne, Bethany, Emily, Tyler, Knitter, Megan…just to name a few) I am working very hard to get better at leaving comments on your blogs. Seriously, I am. I read all of you daily and read all of my comments. I am just not so good on the follow up.
Well, I got a passed out milk coma baby in my lap, so toodles for now…