Never say Hate... POD #2

So a little background... I work part time (2 days a week, 14 hour days) Therefore, in order to continue to nurse (breastfeed) exclusively I've had to pump milk for the baby. I've gotten in quite a routine thats working pretty well for the baby, and have a freezer full of milk ;) The day before KJ's surgery I was cleaning up my pump parts and said to my mom... "I hate this pump, so glad I wont have to use it for another 4 weeks" (I'm taking family leave from work this month) Well never say hate.

Due to the anesthesia, a sick tummy, and probably a sore mouth and throat, my baby girl went on a nursing strike for a day and a half after her surgery. I never imagined that she wouldn't nurse after such a traumatic time, it's her comfort, her mommy time, her safe spot. It's been very disturbing for me. I (surprisingly) really enjoy the relationship we have. People say breastfeeding is so much more than just a way to feed a baby and they are so right. I was really scared that our easy and convenient feeding would be over, along with our special mommy and baby time. SO in order to keep my milk supply up I've had to pump ever 3-4 hours around the clock, while my little girl refused me... a bottle, a cup.. basically anything we put in her mouth.

Thankfully - late in the morning today she nursed for real. I've never had a problem feeding her -even when she was born. I now understand that fear that alot of moms go through - a baby who won't nurse.. or even eat for that matter. So I've packed up my pump parts again .. and I'm being nice to it. :) We're definitely not ready to wean that part of our wonderful relationship.

As for her surgery.. she's doing amazing! Smiling, giggling, starting to figure out how to crawl again. She's really frustrated with her inability to do the things shes used to. She has a little thumb cut-out of her cast so we can check for blood flow. She tries to get her little speck of a thumb in her mouth. We had to put a sock over it but she still tries to find it. I feel like she looks at me wondering why I'm doing this to her and why wont I fix it. Babies are so amazingly resilient.. I know she'll keep moving along. My mom and I were talking about how wonderful she's doing..like Friday never happened. Only for the grace of God... :)