Well, I finally got in to see the lactation consultant, and things have gotten so much... Well, honestly there's been no change. You thought I was going to say "better" there didn't you? Yeah, me too. I am now armed with a lot theories as to why we are having a tough time, but no quick miracle solutions, durn it. We have some vague directions to massage the baby's jaw in certain places to get him to lighten up, but me, I'm just not feeling the faith in this strategy. Nor am I giving up the ghost yet. If there's one thing that I am, its stubborn. So I'll be the one with a grimace on my face massaging away on my baby's jaw. If you need me. Yep, that's where I'll be.
In other news, while The Bub naps during the day I've been doing some fun Renaissance Faire costume sewing. (Dishes? Laundry? Pah, I have much more interesting stuff to do!) I took a picture of myself modeling the two items, but to tell the truth, the photo wasn't doing anybody any justice. Perhaps tomorrow I can get a better (read: non-me) shot to show off my marginal yet entertaining seamstress skills. And I have so many more projects in mind. Not to mention the two knitting projects I have in the works. Yikes! I'm an overachiever slacker! Alrighty, off to nap for a few hours. Bye!
2 comments:
Again, I love that your blog has been so boob & faire-centric!
yay!
perhaps the Hub could be your faire model??? And perhaps you could learn to sew in your few bits of sleep???
Love,
Dad
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