For some unknown reason, I am no longer able to nurse Brynn. I won't bother you with the gory details, but suffice it to say I have nothing left to give. I'm pretty sad about this, since I like nursing my babies and I was hoping to go a full year this time. But, much like last time, around 6-7 months I just petered out. I'm trying to tell myself I did the best I could, but I still feel kind of guilty buying my (outrageously expensive) formula, like I didn't try hard enough or something. And that's not even the case-- everything was going great, way better than with Jacob, and I was thrilled-- and then over the course of about a week, the milk done gone. Why? Who knows. So I'm feeling pretty sad.
However, after nearly 8 months of avoiding all caffeinated beverages, I had a zen moment in the coffee aisle of the grocery store this morning when I realized... I could get anything I wanted! No more merely inhaling those glorious fumes, I can have a morning cup of coffee! Hell, I can have two! I can drink Coke! Pepsi! I can drink Dr Pepper until my hands shake and my head pounds!
It didn't make up for my disappointment over not being able to nurse my kid, but it was a ray of sunshine into my milk-free day.
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