Today I bought two underwired bras in the sales. I'm not sure I'll need to be wearing my tatty nursing bras any longer.
It makes me sad but at the same time proud.
He's so busy in the day he doesn't stop to feed from me and my supply has dwindled. I've begun offering a bottle twice a day and he drains the 5oz each time so I think he's not been having enough from me. I'm not going to let him go hungry and try to increase my supply in the meantime. It seems to be a natural time to stop and we're still continuing with the 7pm bedtime feed.
He's so irregular at night, sometimes sleeping through and sometimes waking that I have nothing then now, and my last attempt to feed him at 4am got him all frustrated after one gulp and crying and poking me. One small bottle eased all that and helped him sleep with a full tummy.
He was exclusively breast fed till 22 weeks, then breast fed alongside food till 8 months and now is combine fed.
I am proud of how far we've come. Especially after our rough beginning. I did think we'd go till 1 year but its not working out that way and I'm happy to follow his lead.
Plus underwire is helping my figure and its nice to try and feel as though my body is coming back to me. I still have one further stone of the 3 added during pregnancy to shift and three months to do it in. I sense a New Year's Resolution coming on...
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