As it turns out, one of the most important skills of motherhood is also one of the simplest. Unlike learning to ride a bike, running a marathon, or getting and advanced degree, producing breast milk required no practice, training or coursework. It just showed up, about 12 hours later than Freya would have liked, judging from the intensity of her crying one night last week, but show up it did. With a vengeance. Turns out these breasts are not just for decoration. And while we haven't perfected the art of night-time nursing without groping for my glasses and turning on the light yet, Freya's eating like a champ and I get to enjoy an entirely gratuitous sense of accomplishment.
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With Bernadette, I had a breast infection at about week 3 - don't count them out yet - but hopefully you won't get one. Also - if the nipples are sore, aside from the miracle of lanolin, you can put cabbage leaves on them. It can help.
Hope you are doing well. I found that it doesn't really 'feel good' - meaning maybe 'not feel at all' - until about month 3.
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