How dare you tell me that MY breastmilk is no good!!!
After a very nice date night last night, and one (I repeat, ONE) glass of wine I came home to feed the baby. Now, I will admit I was feeling the wine the teeniest bit, so I jokingly said we should use a Milkscreen strip. So, I do, and promptly start to feed the baby. Moments later, I hear Daddy P say, "Babe, you might want to look at this..."
Sure enough, after two hours of my glass of wine:
So I pumped and dumped, and Daddy P gave her a bottle. The next morning all was back to normal:
1 comment:
no wine for mamchita : (
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