My cups runneth over
In the past eleven hours, I've pumped 33 oz of milk for the baby. According to the literature that the lactation consultant gave me, the average woman who is feeding one baby will make between 19 and 30 ounces in a DAY. Obviously, I'm not average! I may not have child bearing hips (according to my doctor) but I can make milk like the greatest blue ribbon dairy cow. Yay me. (insert eye roll here)
The problem is that there is no way in hell that the baby can take in this volume of milk. Sure, I can freeze it, but I only have a regular fridge/freezer in our apartment, and it's filling up FAST. What am I supposed to do with all this excess milk? Dump it? I've considered that, but it just seems so freaking wasteful!
I'm wondering if there is a way to decrease my supply. I read that if your supply is decreasing naturally, that you should pump more often (like every 2 1/2 hours or so) until it increases. Using that logic, I've been trying to pump LESS often, like every four - four and a half hours or so. As you can see, that's not really working out for me.
I haven't even been bothering to get up in the middle of the night to pump either. This leads to it's own set of problems though. I woke up this morning with some SERIOUS porn star boobs. Have you ever watched Dr. 90210 and seen what it looks like when these girls have a fresh set of breast implants? That's what it looked like! They were HUGE, swollen, and hard. Who needs a bra?
Oh, that's right, I do, to hold the breast pads that weren't enough to catch any of the leaks anyway, so I woke up in a bit of a puddle. Gross.
I have an appointment with the lactation consultant tomorrow, and I'm going to ask her about it. See if she has any advice about this situation. BLAH.
I went for my two week post partum OB appointment yesterday. The doctor says I'm healing beautifully, and no, I still may not drive. BOO! That means my poor husband still has to take time off work to cart me and the baby to our respective dr appointments. She asked me if I had thought about birth control, and I told her honestly, no. That's the LAST thought on my mind. These days, I think about when did the baby eat last, when did I pump last, and when can I sleep again. Every so often I think - Ooh, I'm hungry!
Yeah. I'm really exciting lately.