I’m normally such a workaholic, but I have to admit I’m enjoying being Suzy homemaker again. I’ve been cooking a lot more and catching up on laundry. I even worked out on the elliptical yesterday for the first time in something like two years.
Things are good within our little family bubble. Nobody is sick (yet). Contact with extended family has increased dramatically. Big kids are doing fine, if following completely nocturnal schedules. I barely saw Alex at all yesterday, but he woke me up at 3am when his video game chat got rowdy.
Baby girl is doing great. She’s still sleeping through the night and instead of keeping us up until 2am, she’s routinely down at 11:00. The only difficulty is that we’re having zero luck with nursing. My milk is just... gone.
About two weeks ago, and only during the day, baby girl started thinking it was HILARIOUS to bite my nipple and tug on it over and over again while grinning up at me and smiling. This coincided with me only being able to pump maybe an ounce while I was at work anyway. So I quit pumping and let her have formula during the day to save my nipples and my sanity. Since then my milk supply has decreased significantly and I’m only able to nurse her first thing in the morning or on the off chance she wakes up in the middle of the night.
Much to the chagrin of the hardcore lactivist I was with my big kids, I’m not as sad about this as you’d think. Breast might be best, but formula feeding is 100% stress free, and there’s definitely something to be said for that. And as for finding formula during this time of empty shelves, were on a monthly subscription from the manufacturer, and they’ve given us no reason to worry. I’m just trying to be grateful for all the breast milk she did get instead of focusing on how little is left. She’s an incredibly healthy baby girl and I’m enjoying her so much during this time off. I’m sure I’ll look back someday and know that getting to be home with her was the best part of the quarantine.
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