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Pumping Success

Last night went better, Paisley slept from 9 pm until 3 am. Unfortunately, I didn't go to bed until 11 since I was sure she'd wake up for another feeding. And trying to wake this little sleeping beauty up to eat is next to impossible. She can even sleep through a bath and never minds a diaper change. Already as stubborn as her dad!

Tonight I got a 3-hour nap which felt amazing. I think I could have stayed asleep another 10 hours without waking up. Which is great because princess has been konked out most of the evening which could spell disaster for our overnight hours!

Mainly, I wanted to thank everyone for the wonderful encouragement you all gave me about my emotional breakdown. It really hasn't been all that bad, but when I get tired- I'm a little irrational. Sleep has always been one of my favorite things and Paisley just doesn't agree with me on when it should happen. I miss going to bed when Aaron does and I really miss long, uninterrupted sleep. Those were the days...

Also, I pumped 5 ounces after feeding her this morning!!! I was super excited about it, since 4 was the most I'd pumped before and I usually only get 2-3 ounces. I'm not trying to stockpile milk quite yet, but when I wake up I feel like my breasts are literally trying to explode. She can only nurse so much, then I have to get rid of the rest. Also, does anyone else get a sharp, electrical like feeling that shoots through your nipples when it's time for baby to eat? Sometimes it happens in the side I'm not feeding her on while I'm nursing. I'm not a big fan of it, but luckily it passes quickly.

Hoping for a good night's sleep!!!

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  1. Hey- I've never commented before, but wanted to congratulate you on your sweet baby girl. Could the sharp feeling be the "letdown". I had that too when nursing my son and thankfully it does only last a few seconds. I also know that some moms don't ever feel that.

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  2. You are definitely feeling letdown. Sometimes I get little shooting pains after nursing also because my boobs are 'recharging' as my doctor says.

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  3. I had the same letdown feelings, not fun but it gets better. If you're planning on returning to work, it is NEVER too early to start stockpiling milk!! You'll be shocked how fast it disappears. I really stressed over keeping enough milk when I went back to work and wished I had stockpiled early.

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  4. I am totally impressed/jealous she went 6 hours in between feedings! The longest E has gone is 5 and 1/2 hours and that was just once. Maybe a total fluke. Oh it's hard to get used to limited sleep. I also get a sharp feeling which I assumed was letdown, but it's actually already getting better so that's good.

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