Surely some kind of record.
I really do want to say substantial waffle, in my usual "style". However, since I am at present dribbling with tiredness and am about to join my daughter in sleeping for at least an hour or so, I really can't seem to prioritise the web diary aspect of my life right now.
General news is and has been:
- She was heavily jaundiced soon after delivery and we were readmitted. At that point, I had not slept more than about 8 hours in 8 days, my adrenalin had worn out, she hadn't latched on to either breast, spent most of her time asleep and the rest crying for food or turning yellow. As I recall, on our arrival for the second time in three days in A&E, after waiting some 6 hours to see a Doc, I apologised for my profound inability to cease crying and explained that even if Nora might not be deemed to be at risk from the jaundice, she was at risk from me. A very nice senior staff nurse later let me bawl at him while my darling 4 day old girl was having a drip pushed in to her arm (I had to leave the room, I would have fallen even more to pieces to witness that) and calmly said - look, sleep deprivation is horrendous. It doesn't matter. Cry, it's ok. It was such a relief, even if he was humouring me.
2 days later, released from the cucoon of the labour ward (again) to the hell of the first few weeks at home.
She's currently not putting on as much weight as she should, and this (was) primarily because of my tits. They ain't producing as much as they should. This could be because I'm having to use nipple shields because munchkin can't latch on to one breast and just headbutts the other in a frenzy of desperate crying. Fairly horrible to witness and be a party to frankly. What has been more worrying is that in the last week, my rate per day has seriously diminished. I'm using up all the frozen stuff we've got from whewn I was engorged and the first few days after that but talking it through with the health visitor we came to the conclusion to calm down and just accept that we're doing 1 formula feed per day, and continuing doing all the techniques to try to boost it up. I've been taking Fenugreek tablets which are making me honk of curry, and don't seem to be working so far but it's only been a few days. Trying some other ways to increase the supply from tomorrow other than *the entire list from every book going* that I have been doing.
They lie and bullshit you you know. I read one book that said literally - do not worry about your breastmilk, you will make enough. End of story. Well it's patently total cobblers. I've talked to several women who haven't and didn't, excluding myself.
Anyway. So I'm bitterly fed up because the whole birth was fairly miserable / shocking / scary (with the exception of the point when Nora was placed at my side) so I think I've been through enough complications, thanks.
Time for bed.
Damn, I did substantial waffle, didn't I.