We were able to go home October 7th. Stailynne was all dressed and ready. She was in her car seat, and I was all packed and ready to go. The nurse took me down in a wheel chair. We got Stailynne buckled into the car, and off we went. HOME! I couldn't have been happier.
I was finally in my own bed again. Me and Stailynne slept in my bed for a couple of hours. I tried my best to feed her when she would wake up, but I found myself in unfamiliar territory. After a while, feeding her began to be excruciating.
The first couple of nights she'd just camp out there for hours. It hurt so bad, but eventually she's fall asleep still latched on. That's when I got a chance to catch some Z's. Then she'd wake up, and I'd switch her to the other side. Painville all over again. After about 2 or 3 days I was sore, and cracked all over. I don't know if I can continue trying to breastfeed her. As an alternative I pumped, but I couldn't seem to get much milk at all. I'd pump for almost an hour and get only 2 to 3 oz. Some days were better than others. If I was lucky I'd get 4 oz. I began to freeze whatever milk I could get out. Though it was upsetting, I had to give her formula. I just couldn't keep up with the demand. Slowly my milk flow became less and less, until there was none left. Stailynne is now strictly a formula-fed baby. It wasn't my original plan, but as long as she's healthy I'm happy.
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