I have several great recipes to share (with photos for once!) but they will have to wait.
Along with my laundry.
And my plan to take Mackenzie to the zoo.
And my plan to do something today other than curl up in the fetal position and moan.
I woke up with a plugged duct this morning and the pain is insane. I’m familiar with it, having averaged one plugged duct every month I breastfed Mackenzie, but it still caught me off guard with how intensely it hurts. Walking, bending down, reaching, and (especially) feeding my baby all make me want to cry.
For the first time in my experience, I don’t have a lump I can massage out, it’s just lots and lots of pain. Apparently that doesn’t rule out a plugged duct and there’s really nothing else it can be. So I’m using all my old standbys to try to clear this thing and I’m hopeful it’ll be short-lived. In the meantime, though… ouch. And moan.
UPDATED TO ADD:
No plugged duct to blame, and the antibiotics kicked in quickly so I felt miles better today. Thanks for the advice and empathy. Breastfeeding is worth it but there are definitely some awful moments along the way. I’m glad to have this one behind me!
Not knowing why or how I got mastitis has me worried about recurrence, though. I think Caitlyn did have some latching issues due to my fast let-down so I’m focusing on improving that. Rest and plenty of fluids are also on the agenda.