Omg I hope not, I'm eating chocolate to make me feel better about all the sleepless nights and stressful days. It's my one vice
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lilmamita - I couldn't live without spicy food. Honestly, COULD. NOT. SURVIVE. I am the girl who eats Korean and Indian and Thai food like it's going out of style, and I can't recall the last time I ate pizza without either Tapatio or sriracha. I agree with haurelia - the food restrictions (other than caffeine) have really not been bourne out by research and my attitude towards breastfeeding is to continue your regular varied diet, unless you notice that something might be bugging (more than gassiness). In your case, many have suggested a trial run of cutting out dairy. Dairy is a common culprit and certainly worth a look into, but as far as everything else, knock yourself out! I know my diet is relatively American and maybe not something to emulate, but every day I have a small palmful of chocolate chips (I reward myself for making it to naptime), a 12 ounce can of Dr Pepper (it keeps me from falling asleep between 10a-2p), and if I take the kids to Dunkin Donuts, I'll buy myself an iced coffee or chai. I am not a big fan of cruciferous veggies, but I am married to a German, so sauerkraut and rotkohl makes its appearance frequently. I also can eat my weight in kimchi when I can get my hands on it. I know my diet is anecdotal, but I'd eat your normal diet until proven otherwise.
AFM, I thought of this thread today when I was standing at the stove cooking an omelette and I notice I could stand FACING the stove, rather than alongside it. I may have emitted a small giggle!
I love how long I can go between bathroom trips-and not waking at night to pee! That's my favorite. Always is.
The only things I limit or watch while bfing is usually broccoli and cabbage, because it always seems to make my babies uncomfortably gassy. Besides that, I don't really worry about it. I usually have an iced coffee every morning so I can survive the morning-or reward myself for my kids surviving the morning-however you'd like to look at it. (So far it's not bothering Sylvia, but I had to cut all caffeine with George because it wreaked havoc on his sleep habits) I haven't had any alcohol yet, but only because alcohol tends to effect my milk supply-and make me sleepy, so I just haven't gone there yet. But when I do it will be a (whole) craft made margarita at the amazing taco place that opened while I was pregnant, so I've only ever had sips of DF's here and there.
As for what I'll miss about being pregnant-about two weeks before my due date we went to the aforementioned taco place that's super popular and always about an hour wait on the weekends...It was pretty hot, and I was standing outside with DF waiting to be called for barely a few minutes, then one of the hostesses came out and was like, follow me. :) As she walked us to our table, she said how she and the other hostess decided there was no way they could let me wait for a table. I'm secretly hoping that new baby in arms may possibly earn me similar treatment the next time we go.
I had a pretty smooth pregnancy, which I actually enjoyed. It ended in an unexpected C-section after a really long labor, and recovery from that has been hard. Only now at 3 weeks I feel like myself but I'm still not 100% recovered, just enough that I will be able to manage by myself when my mother leaves next week.
I think so, but I'm no expert. The only thing I'm restricting is caffeine, but that's mostly because I want to be able to nap when / if I get the chance.
I'd also eliminated dairy, but I'm pretty sure after doing some reading that our problem is actually oversupply.
Actually, you can eat whatever and whenever you want. Thank goodness.
Just another silly myth about breastfeeding. Why are there so many?!?!
Here's a good site to read about it;
I'm happy to be wearing a few normal things 6wks postpartum but man do I need some more comfy clothes! Just like when I was pregnant I'm super sensitive and everything pinches and rubs me the wrong way.