On a Sunday, I do usually post a photo without words, which is usually known as Silent Sunday. I like it because it’s simple and sometimes people want to know more about the photo, sometimes you can appreciate what’s happening without having a load of words to read. But, this week I’m changing it up a bit.
I mentioned yesterday about having mastitis. Well today it got a lot worse, with my skin blistering where the hot, red lump is. Ouch doesn’t quite sum it up.
Noah is quite happy to just hold my nipple on that side in his mouth, and go to sleep without feeding, even when he’s thrown a screaming fit and given all the cues that he’s hungry. He’s a peculiar little boy.
Anyway, so he’s not really helping get rid of the mastitis. I’ve had hot baths, warm compresses, massage, everything that’s recommended I’ve done.
So we went to the walk-in centre this morning where I was told I’m doing everything right and the antibiotics I’ve been given are the correct treatment. The doctor recommended contacting the maternity unit and going in to use their pump.
The maternity unit, as it turns out, don’t have a pump you can go and use, or one to loan out, so Rob dashed out to buy one.
The first session was a post-feed, post-hot bath session, and reasonably productive. The second session was while Noah was feeding on the other side.
This is the result:
Wow. Aren’t I lucky I don’t have to exclusively pump to feed Noah?!