Life’s a Beach

Well, I got my take home baby! Huzzah! But my sense of victory was short-lived. After a blissful night at home (during which Wee Madchen decided that 10pm to 3 am was happy hour at the dairy bar known as my breasts), we have had to return to the hospital because someone decided she looked good in yellow. I’m all for avoiding overly gendered pink stuff, but wishing Wee Madchen had found a different way to express herself.

That’s right. She has jaundice. Not a scary case, but enough that she needs a dose of phototherapy, likely for 24-48 hours. So we are, as we call it, at the beach. Also known as under the blue lights at Newton Wellesley hospital, which is thankfully closer to home than Beth Israel, where I delivered.


As her loving mom (& food source) I’m here with her. They limit her nursing time to 20 minutes per session to maximize her under the lights time. Don’t worry, I’ve already told them that formula and even expressed breastmilk bottles are off the table should the nursing restrictions cause a problem. The med student to whom I said this was surprised, but I told her I’d dropper or syringe feed her if need be. No offense to the lovely med students in my life, but I did a NICU rotation with 114 consecutive 16 hour days. I know more about this shit than you do. And I will not disrupt my nursing relationship with my daughter over a treatable case of jaundice. So there! OK, down off my soapbox. I’m just REALLY tired of the medical establishment pretending to be all “breast is best” and then pushing formula at every turn–more on this later, as it was an issue after my delivery, too. Particularly surprising after they were way more supportive of natural childbirth than I’d expected.

So life is a bit bumpy. I had so looked forward to settling in as our family of four, and struggling with the mere mayhem of a new baby and a toddler. Das Big Boy is no great fan of his sister, by the way. When he woke up and she was still here, he was mad. And now he’ll be doubly confused when she is gone, then reappears. I think he keeps hoping I’ll put her back inside. But he is getting accustomed to her and will at least talk about her now.


She is a ball of teeny baby delight. Snuggly and feisty and a good little eater! And she totally rolled her eyes at the doctors today. It’s hard being here because I can’t hold her, but once we’re home it’s going to be a voracious mix of skin-to-skin, nursing, and baby-wearing.


Apologies for the format of the post and any typos. It’s coming from my phone.


3 Comments on “Life’s a Beach”

  1. Positive pink thoughts for the wee one! My first one decided to turn yellow. Ugh!

  2. robin says:

    totally agree on the medical communities general lack of knowledge on breastfeeding. that is such a bother! i am with you on telling it to them like it is. your little girl is adorable congrats again…

  3. Lauda says:

    hope you and your little leibchen (LL) are soaking in the rays!

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