For the last few days, I have been trying to increase my milk supply so that eventually (i.e. preferably in the next few weeks) I can try to breast feed Noah.
Unfortunately, because of his rough start, he has yet to breast feed. The first 3 days of his life, he was on a “sugar water” IV, then he got transported to Edmonton where he was on a “nutrition” IV (which contained his fats and nutrients) for 3 days, then we took him off all of his tubes for 3 days, when we started him on a bottle (that was on the morning of December 27).
I had started pumping when we were in Grande Prairie, but I wasn’t getting much. What little I did get was given to him with a syringe. On Tuesday morning (December 21), when he found out that he had had a seizure and was getting sent to Edmonton, they told me that I should pump, but I ignored them and instead spent my day trying to get my shit together so that we could get in the truck and drive to Edmonton. But really, it’s not like I would have been able to get anything with all the stress I was under anyway.
So we get to Edmonton. Exhausted after 24+ hours of no sleep, I went to bed. The next day I pumped, but they told me that he couldn’t use it yet because they didn’t want his kidneys/digestive system to work too hard. So the 10 mls that I managed to get was put in the freezer, and since we spent pretty much that entire day trying to figure out what the hell was going on with Noah, I didn’t pump again that day.
The next day (the 23rd), we got “THE BIG NEWS”. When you hear that your son is “brain dead” and know that he will die, you pretty much completely lose any desire to pump….because really, what is the point? Your son will never get to use it.
Over the next couple of days, I leaked like a milk cow. It was such a bittersweet moment. I had been so worried about not being able to breast feed, and here I was obviously producing enough, but we thought that Noah would stop breathing at any moment.
5 days passed from when I stopped pumping to when I started up again. That first time I got an amazing 1.5 oz (the most I have EVER got to date), but after that it majorly declined….10 ml, 5 ml, 2.5 ml….and so on.
Once we got home, I got about the same results. But I was (and am) still determined to eventually get enough milk for Noah. This Monday (Jan 3) I went to a breast feeding group, and from the doula that runs it, I got some herbal supplements: Blessed Thistle and Fenugreek. The fenugreek is effing disgusting, just FYI. So since Monday, I have been taking 2 of each, 3 times a day, and pumping every 3 hours (well, as close as possible to that, anyway).
So far I haven’t really noticed a HUGE difference so far, but I’m hoping that in the next couple of weeks it’ll pick up.