My Boobs
Everywhere I click in the baby blogosphere these days there is boob talk. I figure I might as well throw in my two cents, or pair of sweet teats as it were. I mentioned a few days ago that my little 10lb bundle of delicious cuteness has started to scream when I feed her. Not like a little screech, but more like a blood curdling, toe curling, fetal position inducing kind of scream. I started thinking that she was still hungry and I was getting really frustrated when I called up my favorite LC who got me right in. Within two seconds of watching me nurse, the LC from heaven diagnosed me with clogged milk ducts on both teats. Dude. This motherhood thing gets grodier by the day doesn't it? Thank God I revel in the amazing science experiment that has become my body. It has stretched, oozed, grown, shrunk, leaked and now clogged! I wonder what surprises my body might hold in store tommorow! I am so waiting for the big boil to show up on my ass next week.....will keep you posted!
1 Comments:
Uh, you wanna clue us "non-mommy" types in as to what happens when the ducts get clogged? I'm frightened. Do you call Roto Rooter?
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