I am having some BF'ing frustration. Not the act of it. As you know, I love it. It's more that my production is not going up to meet Peanut's needs. Not even close. He drank 12 oz while I was at work today. I MAYBE pumped 4 oz. Fuckin' A, man. I am NOT quitting. Any breast milk he gets is good, but very soon my supply in the freezer is going to severely diminish and he will be getting more and more and more formula. Sigh.
Here's what I am taking:
- Mother's Milk Tea
- Only water otherwise for beverages
Someone recommended Reglan. However, based on the side effects, I am going to have to pass. My history of depression and anxiety pretty much rule it out. Plus, it says it's not necessarily safe. Just gonna keep going as long as I can and give him whatever I can.
But speaking of fat - seriously. I'm not sure if they make me look bigger or help. If they had stayed small, I would have no curves from the side...just blubber. So I guess they DON'T make me look fat.
Listen boobs, I need more milk. My boy loves it. And I want enough to make boob juice mozzarella cheese for Peanut. So let's get going here! Seriously. I am done pleading. It is now time for you to put in some effort here. Make yourself worth the need to sleep in a bra at night.
Now, if you'll excuse me, your "biggest" admirer is farting straight up at me, and I need to go make him a bottle (since you SUCK!). Hahaha, suck. Get it?