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I told this story to my mom tonight at dinner and I hadn't heard her laugh so hard or so long in years. Thought I would share it with you readers…
So for those who have breast fed, you know that the breasts can leak. For some women, it is occasional, for others… it's a constant thing. I had no clue – this is one of the things that women forget to tell those who will become new mothers. They don't give details about childbirth, and they don't tell you how your body will go utterly wacko after the baby.
So anyway… leaky breasts. As I mentioned in a previous post, I have had the problem with this. Well Saturday night I enjoyed my first bubble bath since Emerson arrived (put her on the bathroom floor in her Boppy swing with the music going and she was totally chill). After the bath I put Emerson in her Pack and Play (she sleeps in our room right now) and I decided to lie down on the bed to let the Neutrogena Body Oil soak in and air dry. As with most new moms, I instantly passed out. I woke when my husband came to bed, he curled up next to me and just like new dads, also quickly passed out.
I woke a couple of hours later from a weird dream where I was really sweaty and clammy and not feeling well. I sat up with a start and realized I was damp in real life. OMG, I rolled over onto my stomach in my sleep and had leaked ALL OVER THE BED. I think if I had peed the bed it wouldn't have been as much liquid as this. I didn't know my breasts held that much, especially since I had just fed Emerson a couple hours prior. Thank goodness for the waterproof mattress pad!
I got up to clean myself up, get on a bra and tuck in some nursing pads. When I came back to the bed, I saw my husband was still in the same position where he was spooning me – he was curled around the milk puddle, deep in sleep. I couldn't get back in bed in the puddle; I put a towel over it and the milk seeped right through. Since my husband was curled around where I used to be, he was mostly on my side of the bed. So I decided to slip in on his side of bed and spoon him.
Guess I got a bit territorial in my sleep because I pushed him, and he rolled… right into the puddle. He said he had a dream about drowning and woke up in a cold sticky milk puddle. Poor guy, but man it was FUNNY!
And this was a night where Emerson decided to sleep through the night. I swear, when the girl decides to do that, there is always something that takes place where we still don't get a good night's sleep!