I hate to whine about things, BUT.....
Last night when I was feeding Andrew, it was PAINFULLY OBVIOUS that I was getting my second bout of mastitis. I spent the night with tears rolling down my face from the pain of feeding him. I couldn't sleep at all and when the sun finally rose, I noticed blood on his little jammies. Unbelievable! Getting mastitis once is bad enough, but what did I do to deserve it twice?? UUUGH!
Anyway, instead of just calling in an antibiotic, my doctor wanted me to come in so he could take a peek. Oh. My. Goodness. Either you have mastitis or you don't... there's really not a lot of confusion here................. Thankfully my mom could come over and watch the kiddos, but man definitely NOT how I wanted to spend the day, especially since Katherine had the afternoon off and we had planned to celebrate her making the TAG team at Chows. Unfortunately, that'll have to wait for another day.
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I give you credit for hanging in there - that makes my boobs hurt just thinking about it. I am so not cut out for that!
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