Wednesday, July 9, 2008

BreastFest 2008

So tonight we embarked on a whole new world... 

A world filled with strange bras, nipple shields, lactation consultants and an hour's worth of slides showing a baby properly and unproperly  latching on to a breast. Yes, you guessed it. We attended our first of two breast feeding classes. 

I was surprised to see so many men in attendance but I'm sure they were there out of support or, like Michael, were interested in seeing the inner-workings of something so near and dear to their hearts. Too bad the fun was immediately stripped away by having to refer to everything by it's proper medical term. 

On a related note, Michael has recently become increasingly interested in the thought of milk squirting out of my breast in some sort of projectile fashion. I keep trying to tell him there isn't any milk in there yet (which was reinforced by our class tonight), but there is colostrum which the baby will eat in small doses for the first 3-5 days until the milk comes in.

Either way, he's expecting some sort of pressurized water show that I'm likely not going to live up to. Maybe these classes will help get the thought out of his system. Here's to hoping...

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