It’s been a crazy couple of days, which is why I lacked posting. My little one turned 11 weeks old and with that mini-birthday came an early growth spurt. All he’s wanted to do is be held close and cuddled and rocked and sung to. Even now he’s fussing for his daddy, who’s playing with him so I can write this.
As I’ve posted previously, I struggle with milk supply. My son was only exclusively fed by me for 12 days before I first had to give him formula. It broke my heart. I cried while I fed it to him. And then he cried when it hurt his tummy.
We switched formulas a few times, trying different ones. Different ways of feeding him, different bottles, different burping positions. Gas drops. Nothing helped. He always had tummy-aches and constipation. I couldn’t help my baby and it broke my heart.
I struggled to improve my supply. Brewer’s yeast, cookies, nursing stay-cation, pumping round the clock. Still not enough.
I finally found a milky momma to donate to my son last week, and the past week has been amazing. I can’t imagine going through this growth spurt with him also being in pain from his food source. He’s been eating so great!
Yesterday I received a package in the mail I’ve been waiting for. It was an Ameda flexishield to go on the flange of my Ameda Purely Yours pump. It was my final hope.
The past several weeks I was lucky to get an ounce combined any time I pumped. My first 10 minute session yielded me a combined 4 ounces. I was blessed. I cried.
I also received two kinds of lactation tea and some amazing lactation cookie mix. (Will post about that separately in a separate post. I must give proper credit!)
I’m still not producing enough to feed him on my own, but I can see a light at the end of the tunnel.
And his milky momma has already offered more milk for him, so even if my personal goal is never achieved, my main goal of feeding my baby always will be.
The Freestyle Momma 