A typical Wednesday
Jan. 30th, 2002 05:14 pmThe last two days have been the kind when all the pictures for L.A. postcards get taken. Although it's cold, it's as pretty as it gets. The San Gabriel mountains are dusted with snow and with the recent rain, the air is actually clear enough to see them. They look very close as I'm driving in to work, but when I get to my desk and look out the windows, they seem to have receded again. Oh well, at least we have windows now.
John thinks he's getting sick again; I called home to say I forgot to bring the milk in from the front porch, and he told me I might have to come home from work. I hate it when he's sick - he's either whiny or ready to bite your head off at the least provocation. He seems to catch every bug that comes along, and I am not a good nurse. At least the kids don't get sick every time he does, but when they do I get to take care of everybody. Oh, the joys of a strong immune system.
The office has been so cold the past few days, everyone goes around wearing jackets all day. A downside of the aforementioned windows, I guess, although for some reason, this side of the building does not get any heat. When you turn the thermostat up, all it does is turn the air conditioning off. The maintenance guys waffled about some legal reason, but it sounded like bullshit to me.
Breastfeeding - It seems like my milk supply is dropping off just as Avalon is beginning to eat more. John had to go buy formula yesterday; only the second can we've gotten since she was born. I had been so proud of myself that nearly all of Avalon's food has come from me. A couple of weekends of being away too long and waiting too long at work to pump have taken their toll. I have been trying to drink more water and feed her more when I'm at home, but over two pumping sessions today I only got 10 oz. I usually get at least half again that amount. I begrudge every drop that drips on the floor or sticks to the inside of the pump before I clean it as taking valuable nutrition from my baby's mouth. Having this thrush infection since November is not helping either. The doctor tells me to put Avalon's medication on myself, but since it's sugar based , it makes me stick to my bra and pull more skin off than it heals.
John thinks he's getting sick again; I called home to say I forgot to bring the milk in from the front porch, and he told me I might have to come home from work. I hate it when he's sick - he's either whiny or ready to bite your head off at the least provocation. He seems to catch every bug that comes along, and I am not a good nurse. At least the kids don't get sick every time he does, but when they do I get to take care of everybody. Oh, the joys of a strong immune system.
The office has been so cold the past few days, everyone goes around wearing jackets all day. A downside of the aforementioned windows, I guess, although for some reason, this side of the building does not get any heat. When you turn the thermostat up, all it does is turn the air conditioning off. The maintenance guys waffled about some legal reason, but it sounded like bullshit to me.
Breastfeeding - It seems like my milk supply is dropping off just as Avalon is beginning to eat more. John had to go buy formula yesterday; only the second can we've gotten since she was born. I had been so proud of myself that nearly all of Avalon's food has come from me. A couple of weekends of being away too long and waiting too long at work to pump have taken their toll. I have been trying to drink more water and feed her more when I'm at home, but over two pumping sessions today I only got 10 oz. I usually get at least half again that amount. I begrudge every drop that drips on the floor or sticks to the inside of the pump before I clean it as taking valuable nutrition from my baby's mouth. Having this thrush infection since November is not helping either. The doctor tells me to put Avalon's medication on myself, but since it's sugar based , it makes me stick to my bra and pull more skin off than it heals.