Just when you thought it couldn’t get any ruder!  Poo is no longer the issue of the day, now it’s boobs. 
Catriona has mastitus, which is not an uncommon condition and tends to occur between the 2nd and 6th week after baby’s arrival (we’ve been reading up).  It’s caused by an infection passed from the baby via cracked nipples and results in inflamation and blocking of the milk ducts.  This leaves the breasts incredibly tender and although feeding is no more uncomfortable than not feeding, a wriggling, squirming thing next to this sensitive area is not what you really want.  Fortunately Alex latches on without any trouble and is very still during feeding, infact he goes rigid and it’s the only time he fully extends his legs. 
Catriona called the Doctor first thing this morning and saw him.  GPs can’t know everything about everything (and Catriona was actually hoping to catch the Doctor who runs a new-born baby drop in surgery on Wednesdays) but the regular GP looked in some books, agreed it probably was mastitus and suggested expressing any unconsumed milk after each feed to alleviate build up and pain.  Then just after lunch Wyn the midwife was passing by and popped her head in.  She confirmed it was mastitus and arranged a prescription of anti-biotics, rather than waiting for any signs of improvement.  She didn’t think expressing would help and as it turns out Alex has helped out today by feeding almost continuously.  Fortunately the anti-biotics don’t prevent breast feeding, but his poo will change (I’ll keep you posted).
Maria has just produced the worst nappy I’ve ever seen.  She’s really taken to apple juice just recently and although doesn’t drink large quantities of it demands it quite frequently.  Thinking back, today she has mostly been eating raisins, melon and red pepper together with a stirfry containing more pepper and onions and she’s not had any bananas, yoghurt or toast which she normally eats. 
We recycle and compost as much household waste as possible so I’d guess that at the moment over 50% of the weight of our grey bin is soiled nappies – nice!  
PS you may have noted the strange title of this blog entry, apparently I had got a bit too rude:
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About holmesinho

Happily married father of 2 living in Prestwich 5 miles north of Manchester, England. I cycle most days though mostly commuting and also enjoy running and triathlon.
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