So Much For Heartless

Maybe it's good. Maybe having a heart is a good thing. But having a baby with a fever stinks. And I don't just mean that she stinks. I mean it's heartbreaking. Boo.

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As you may have noticed, I'm pretty adamant about breastfeeding. What I didn't know was, when you sign up for this ride, there's no easy way off. I thought I had mastitis before because of a 24 hour achy, miserable fever day. Today, I've learned, maybe that was a 24-hour flu, because now...now I am experiencing pain. Pain that seeps into the ribs and up into the teeth. All this from waiting to pump until 3:30 in the morning.

I still know this is the best for the kiddo. I know it is less expensive and I don't take part of the $4 billion annual taxpayer subsidy we call WIC (a good program gone awry), but I will say again, this is not easy.

Part of the problem now is finding information about weaning. All the information assumes that you are either one of the people that goes immediately to formula or you will breastfeed until your kid is darn good and ready, even if that is years from now. Is that the norm? It's not for me. I need to sleep through the night. I NEED it. And I need to do it without feeling like I took a body blow from Bruce Lee.