Tuesday, April 3, 2012
It's amazing how much less stressful breast feeding has been this second time with Ezra. To be fair, I didn't worry too much with Isaac, but there were some supply lags and issues here and there. The first that I experienced was right around 4 months post partum. I'd been back at work for over a month and started to increase my mileage with running . . . it quickly became very apparent to me that I had to cut back. And by cut back, I mean that I completely stopped running. I gained some weight back and was actually more fit at 4 months post partum than at 8 months, but it was worth it. I met my goal and then some of nursing Isaac past 12 months, even if I was holding onto an extra 10-15 lbs.
With Ezra, I did virtually the same thing. Recovery went well, I got active relatively quickly and right around 3-4 months, my supply took a huge hit. Knowing from my experience with Isaac, I cut running out and we resumed course. We occasionally supplement with formula, as I have no freezer stash. Yes, you read that right. It makes me incredibly sad, because I tried so hard to get stocked up in the early months, but wedding season killed it off.
If I'm being honest, I had in my head that Ezra wouldn't have any formula. I wasn't going back to work at 7 weeks like I did with Isaac. I knew what I was doing this time. We had a longer time together to establish my supply. I had all these reasons in my head why it wouldn't be necessary. There was a period of about 2-3 weeks where I agonized over the possibility, and then without my even being a part of it, Tony forgot the milk when he went to visit with his parents during one of my weddings and resorted to purchasing formula. And just like that, all of the anxiety was gone.
Just recently, as I've delved back into running, I thought again that I knew what I was doing. I thought at 9 months, with my 2nd child, I'm pretty much an old hand at this, certainly my body knows what it's doing. Ezra has been regulating my supply. We were golden. Except, apparently I was wrong. Even at 9 months now, my supply has been fickle as we tread the waters of 1/2 marathon training.
I've started my More Milk Plus supplement, increased my water, added another pump session at work and have figured out that under no circumstances can I run in the morning before work.We are going to make 12 months!
But then you add in this craziness, from my dang bottle continuing to fall off of my pump, and I seriously, can't wait to be done. I spilled the majority of my morning pump session, in my crotch.
And then I give it 5 minutes and I get very emotional thinking about at the very least day weaning Ezra, which I plan to start in his 11th month, to stop pumping at work at 12 months. I continued nursing Isaac at night until he was 17 months old, and plan to do similar with Ezra.
To think, all of this time spent nursing/pumping and yet it will only be a blip in timeframe of my entire life.