Apparently I love to talk about how this pregnancy is going when it’s only barely started. There is sooooo much time left for me to eat my words, which I’m sure will be entertaining for others to watch. Having appropriately caveated now, I will say that so far it’s been great.
One of my big fears, because it was really unknown to me, was how nursing while pregnant would go. I was really anxious about it, probably for no good reason other than I have anxiety, but it’s turned out to be no big deal so far. I read a bunch about it, talked to my doctor, Googled all the worst things you could imagine just to scare myself, and now here we are and it seems totally natural and normal.
One thing that is different from non-pregnant nursing (so far) is that I make less milk. I mean, I make waaaaaay less milk. I don’t have a good way of judging how much on a daily basis but when I traveled away from B (not pregnant) in May I was able to pump at least 30 oz per day. The next time I traveled away from him, at around 12 weeks pregnant, I was only pumping 3-5 oz. B hasn’t seemed to care much though and is so far carrying on. Obviously you have to eat a lot to make 30 oz and not that much to make 3 oz plus sustain a fetus the size of a small berry, so strangely I’ve needed to eat less since becoming pregnant.
The other major difference, which was my biggest fear, is nursing hurts now. But nowhere near as much as I thought it might. It kind of aches when B first latches but goes away after a few seconds. It is nothing compared to the pain of first nursing a newborn and nothing compared to the awful boob pain I had my entire pregnancy with B. I guess maybe they’ve toughened up or something? I’m really hoping that lasts and I can skate through the early nursing stage with this next one.
I’m extremely glad there have been no major nursing challenges up to this point. I can’t imagine how B would cope if I made him wean. Probably the biggest challenge has been emotional, but I only outright sobbed once about how my milk was drying up. I’m also pretty thankful that no one has blatantly called me crazy yet (just subtle hints here and there). I guess people are just getting used to thinking that at this point?