Hayden and I are on and off with nursing success. The nipple shield is working. But the supplemental nursing system I paid $35 for is proving to be more trouble than it's worth (and I doubt they will take it back after it has been pressed against my boob).
But our biggest challenge is finding the right timing. Between a curious big sister and her activities, a house with no doors that latch or lock properly, it is almost impossible to find alone time with the babe to relax and try to nurse properly. Instead, I find myself with a very angry newborn, boobs leaking to my knees, Hadley hanging on to my legs and me in tears, trying to heat a bottle of breast milk to soothe Hayden. Frustrating is the only word I can think of.
Tonight, Jonathan and I decided that I need to take Hayden to a hotel and nurse. And nurse. And nurse. And nurse. I hope it's a success. And I hope this family, as a whole, gets some good sleep tonight. We are all a little rough around the edges.
