Not sure there is a whole lot more to say about that. We’ve decided that for the sake of sanity and for the sake of loving my angel baby with fearing him (I wish I could blog the sound he makes as he attacks my boob without restraint), we’re going the bottle route. So now we’re weaning AND treating mastitis at the same time. Everyone said cabbage in my bra- so cabbage it is. I’ll let you know how it works out. So far I just feel….a little salady. Camper seems to take the bottle well- a little messy, but that will clean up as he gets used to it I’m sure. And meanwhile I can see how much he eats, I never have to get my boob out in public, and there is a chance…a small glimmer of a chance…of a girl’s night out with my friends. Some might say that all seems selfish, but I’ve learned somewhere along the way that a sane Mom means a happy baby. Apparenly independence is that important to me. And I kind of like looking at his little face while he eats. My beautiful baby boy.
I did get a visit from a friend today. Yay Anisa!!
