I've only got a little bit of time before Iver wakes up, so hopefully I can race through a post. That's what I've found out about this whole process: how much time it takes. By the time I nurse him, one of us gives him an ounce from a bottle, and then I strap myself up to the breast pump, I've got a limited window of time before everything needs to be repeated.
The good news is that Iver gained 3 ounces between Monday and Wednesday. We have another weight check scheduled for Monday, so I'm hoping that the positive weight gain continues. The other encouraging step is that since Wednesday I've been in possession of a hospital-grade breast pump. This little device, which apparently costs about $4000, is a rental, of course. Although it doesn't look or feel dramatically different than my borrowed Medela "Pump in Style" (you gotta love these names) that I was using, this is apparently the Mercedes of extracting breast milk. It seems to be doing a good job so far. While my pumping sessions are not much, much different, I have seen an increase in production over the past couple of days. At this point, I'll take anything that is in the right direction.
That's all for now. Iver is beginning to stir and that means our cycle is about to start again. It's a good thing he's so cute and perfect (there's no mother's bias in that statement, of course) because it's not hard to want to do all of this just for him and his health.
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