Let’s hear it for Boob Juice!
I have been ill.
Though I usually have no qualms about regaling you with tales of my fluids, what has transpired in the past 48 hours was so gross that I’m opting to spare you. Let’s just say that practically all of the liquid in my body came out. And after hours and hours of pitching my liquids, only after I drank some breastmilk did my stomach settle. I tell you, it was magical.
I was waiting to either sleep or puke or poop, and Stella was obstinately refusing her nightly bottle. After making it clear that she wasn’t having it, Stella fell asleep and I was left to wait for whatever might come out of me. To supply some fluid into my body and introduce a different taste into my mouth, I unscrewed the bottom of Stella’s bottle and drank a couple of sips of vitamin fortified boob juice. Within fifteen minutes, I was no longer shaking with chills. My stomach settled. I was able to sleep without worrying about leaking. Breastmilk is indeed the elixer of life.
