Breastfeeding

Aug 14, 2009
Only a few days after I wrote here in praise of my mad breastfeeding skills – or in praise of the world’s greatest lactation consultant, IF YOU WANT TO NITPICK – the unthinkable happened.  I woke up with mastitis. You know →MORE...

Aug 07, 2009
Yesterday was my birthday. There was not a single exciting thing about this year’s birthday.  I spent most of the day half-naked on the couch while Charlotte slept on my chest or chomped on my nipple.  What wasn’t spent half-naked on →MORE...

When Charlotte was five days old, breastfeeding suddenly clicked. And CLICK!! There was a day when my nipples hurt and bled and screamed in agony.  And then there was a day when they did not. We went to the pediatrician that →MORE...

Aug 04, 2009
Charlotte was a sucker from the very beginning. And that was the problem.  She latched on too well, she sucked too hard, and my poor nipples had no idea what hit them.  When Donald placed her on my chest in the →MORE...

Strangers spend an awful lot of time gawking at my belly.  And I understand this, I do.  Pregnancy may be one of the most natural processes that the female body can perform, but it is rather odd-looking.  The eye is accustomed →MORE...