Why I Hired A Lactation Consultant

Though both my children were born just shy of 8 pounds, my son practically doubled his birthweight before his first well visit with the pediatrician. He managed this through an amazing type of breastfeeding I like to call breast guzzling.

A morning shower? Forget about it. A stroll in the park? Impossible. This boy was latched on virtually from dawn to dusk. Very occasionally he would come off my breast to gurgle or burp, only to return like a praying mantis capturing a fly.

To earn the brief respite I so desperately needed, I guiltily purchased my first container of Similac. With an 8-oz bottle of it to supplement my own milk, I thought I might actually be able to wash my hair. Of course, the bottle did sate him for a while, but my own breasts became completely engorged, forcing me to make use of that Medalla Breast Pump my mother-in-law had given me as a baby shower gift. Ouch! That’s when the lactation consultant entered the picture…