i've written more about breastfeeding/pumping than anyone ever wanted to read. but ever since i wrote the epilogue to my saga, i really have been at peace over the whole issue. and of course -- the lack of stress ended up helping my supply a little. more than fenugreek ever did, anyway. who would have thought!?
✔ i spent WAY too much time over the past 6 months worrying about my milk supply [or lack thereof]
✔ i don't pump very easily or very well, and despite hooking myself up to the ol' pump in style 3-4x in each 24 hour window, i struggle to get ~12-13 oz/day while annabel drinks about 15 oz at day care.
✔ at 7+ [omg, 7!!?] months old, she has yet to taste formula. and she is definitely not underfed -- in fact, she is one thriving happy muffin with the softest sweetest full cheeks and some pretty serious thighs.
really looks like she's suffering, huh?
therefore, this month is going to be it:
the month that annabel gets some formula. just a few oz/day is all that i'm planning -- enough to make up the difference that i've been getting out of the freezer. for the foreseeable future, i am still going to pump. i'm still going to get up at night. and i'm still going to breastfeed as much as possible [hoping to continue not having to supplement on weekends].
the topic of this post was not supposed to be breast milk. instead, the topic was to share the best advice i've received from the pediatrician. so, i wanted to share what my ped. [also a friend, and also my very first senior during residency] told me at our 6 month visit just a few weeks ago. i was working myself up into a froth over this issue, as i had been daily, and she basically put her hand up and said:
you gave your baby breast milk for 6 months, and much more important than that --
you love her and care about her enough to drive yourself crazy over these issues.
she will be fine and whatever you can give her now is just bonus.
you already did it.
if it's a gold medal you're after, you've already won."
what she said was simple -- but i really heard her, and her words truly helped me. in fact, i credit her and this little speech for enabling me to write the much more at-peace epilogue post just 2 days later. and as i get closer and closer to topping off a's bottles with -- well, not my milk -- i hear that voice of reason in my head once again. and i really am okay!
i have a feeling that many new mothers have issues like mine, though perhaps it's not specific to milk. it might be sleep training [or not], fear of not giving your baby the 'right' kind of play, or not knowing how to work through the challenges of teething or sickness or every-30-minute wake ups. and the truth is: if we're sitting there stressing about it . . .
it probably means we care. a lot. and therefore that we are good mothers -- actually, excellent ones. so if you don't have a pediatrician to reassure you right now, let me do it for you.
you are awesome for even worrying about whatever it is you are flipping out about . . .
and you are therefore a wonderful mother who deserves not only a round of applause,
but also to enjoy her baby and her life as a new mom
you already did it.
if it's a gold medal you're after, you've already won.
best prize ever.