Let's just classify this as the TMI entry. When I think about it there are maybe three things about me that I'm not willing to share with you my blog reading friends. A girl has to have some secrets, right?
But I need your advice on this one. So last week, we talked about Gisele and her ridiculousness around breastfeeding. I told you that I was fortunate enough to breastfeed. I really loved it. And the boy did too apparently since he maybe took one bottle in his short life - he went from boob to sippy cup. Even at the height of my postpartum when I had a night nurse, he refused. I would spend any time that he was napping during the day trying to pump a bottle so I could sleep through the night but nope, he'd wait it out and by 4am when he could no longer stand it and Nadia had tried every trick in the book, he'd latch on and give me the 'haha Mama, I SO won' look.
So for fifteen months, I was a slave to his eating habits. But I didn't mind.
I stopped breastfeeding almost ten months ago. But....someone forgot to let my boobs in on the message because I'm STILL producing milk!!! WTF?!?! Maybe I should pull a Salma Hayek on go on a peace keeping mission to Africa and help to feed the babies there. If you're wodering if I sit around randomly squeezing my own boobs to check this out - I assure you, I'm not. Will bit me on the boob on the weekend while we were wrestling and I thought 'hmmm I wonder' and gave her a squeeze. You want a double/double? Pass the cup over!
Can someone tell me if this is normal? I have to tell you, part of me wonders if this is why I've shelved dating for awhile. I mean picture being in the heat of passion and ... you get the picture...AWKWARD!
When and how will this end?? Hopefully not like this...