So… I am a walking milk machine. All is going reasonably well and Alice is gaining weight nicely. Here she is being weighed by my midwife (the girls found this technique fascinating!) and looking scrumptious sleeping in her moses basket:
Unfortunately, we’ve had a few unsettled evenings, with Alice producing green, instead of nice yellow, poo poos in her nappy. A quick ‘Google’ (thank goodness for the Internet!) and we discovered our little lass was filling up fast on the fore-milk and not getting to the calorie rich hind-milk. My boobs have been feeling like rocks and over-producing so the poor wee lass was gulping down the sugary, lactose rich stuff so fast that she had no room left in her tummy for the real McCoy. So, I fed off only one side for a whole night (spending a while in the bathroom relieving the overly full side with a session expressing milk over the sink) and then switched to the other side the next day. And the result? Yah! Yellow poos! Such is my life as a walking milk machine!
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What a cutie you have there! So glad to hear that all are doing well.
I havent had a chance to say conrats on the birth of wee Alice. So glad to hear she is doing so well. Yellow poos included.
Marvellous level of detail! Glad to know that Alice is thriving on her special drink. I’m sure she appreciates all the effort you’re putting into it mama. JT xx
such a beautiful wee lass 🙂
thanks for the nice memories of when I too was a milk mamma 🙂
Awww wow, this post just reminded me how quickly things change. Well done!
Goodness, I had no idea about different sorts of breast milk. Mind you my 3 boys were all greedy little lads and just fed and fed. Vytas would fill himself to the brim and was always spitting up the excess. I spent my life with a muslin cloth over my shoulder to catch the drips. Minor hiccups aside, sore nipples and leaking !, breast feeding is so much easier than bottle feeding. Always on tap and no messing with sterilisers and formula. My boys had a year each until their teeth came through.
You should express into a bottle so daddy can take over when you need sleep 🙂
Having expressed for the last 3 months with Abby, I’ve got to examine my milk more closely – thick off-white calorie rich milk in the evenings and clear blue-white stuff in the mornings. It’s fascinating stuff!