I do worry that she's getting enough. She was 8 pounds at birth and is only now just doubling her weight at 7 months. Her appointment last week showed her weighing 16 lbs. 13 oz. and she dropped on the growth chart quite a bit. My mother-in-law's doctor, who we went to because of the confusion with the move now, isn't concerned after checking over her charts and taking a look at her. But I'm pretty sure Kayla was already nearly tripling her weight at some time around now. She's getting some solids now and finally a little interested, but it's only practicing at this point. I don't know. Mommy concern sometimes gets a little out of hand.
Well, regardless of all that, I'm really glad I just kept at it. It's not my favorite thing, but I'm glad I'm able to do it. I know it's best for her, even if formula is also a perfectly good option, as well. I'm proud of myself for not giving in because of my awareness of the fact and how readily available those cans are in the store. I still haven't gotten used to nursing in public and probably won't, but I am also fine with finding a private place or feeding her in the car before heading into wherever I need to go. I have done it twice though! Once at the Detroit Zoo, and once at Sesame Place. Both times were awkward, but I can at least say I've tried. And that's not anyone's fault but my own- I think and wish that breastfeeding would be more common and acceptable. There's nothing wrong with anyone who does freely nurse in public, and I find myself bristling whenever I hear people bashing it.
All in all, I'm still here! Yay! I have no idea how much longer I'll do it for, and I might wake up tomorrow and decide it's been long enough. But so far, I know I'll stop on my own terms instead of what my milk ducts decide and that's pretty awesome.
