We took Matilda to the pediatrician's office today to weigh her. She's up to 6lbs. 3 oz., which means my boobs are working and she's right on track. I spoke to the lactation consultant on the phone last night when we were setting up a time for the weigh in. The conversation went something like this:
Me: I'm convinced my milk is not keeping up with h...
Her: It's fine.
Me: Oh. But my breasts don't have time to get engor..
Her: It's fine.
Me: But she nurses ALL the ti...
Her: That's normal.
Me: But I'm talking 20 minutes of and 20 minutes off?
Her: Sure, that's normal.
Me: WELL WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME THAT THREE WEEKS AGO.
So things are starting to look up. Between the LC being all, "It's all normal. YOU'RE NORMAL." and the fenugreek I've been taking, Matilda and I have worked it out. In fact, she just popped herself off and OMG she had 2, TWO milk drips on her chin.
The added bonus is that my chins are melting off of me and onto her. *SCORE*
I smell like maple syup. Who wants pancakes?
