Well, we had my very exciting lactation consultation appointment today, but unfortunately it was pretty disappointing…and I cried; I hate it when the happens!
We showed up and found out our appointment was with a lactation consultant, not an NP. *First red flag!*
She told us that she wasn’t quite sure what to do with us, since she can’t write us any prescriptions, and she was pretty sure that the NP couldn’t either.
So, of course, we couldn’t really tell her why we were there, either, but to say that my PCP had directed us there, as he wasn’t sure what to do in our circumstances.
Needless to say, she was a bit flustered and all over the places. She eventually left the room to get us the “general” information packet. While she was out of the room, I told J that I felt like this was a pointless appointment, and I was pretty sure I was going to cry…thank goodness he was there with me!
She ended up coming back in with the NP, who actually did have experience with patients who have attempted, and succeeded, in inducing lactation! She told us that she couldn’t, in fact, provide me with the prescriptions I needed, but she would help us by talking to my PCP, and providing him any information or support that he might need. She also filled me in on the information that I already pretty much knew… While she was talking about how you don’t need to breastfeed to be a good mother, and all that, I started crying. I wasn’t really sure why I was crying, but I was pretty sure it was because I was frustrated.
When I returned home, I made sure to email my PCP with all the information I had gleaned from my appointment, and the specific information on the prescriptions I would be needing to obtain.
So now I wait, AGAIN. Gah!
I mean, I will be doing this whether my PCP provides me with these stupid prescriptions or not; all he is doing holding me back from starting this stupid thing, which in my eyes, may prevent me as being as successful as I could possibly be!
In other news, I “came out” at work the day after our ultrasound. Of course, all of my fellow co-workers were so excited for us! In some ways it seems so “natural” for us to be pregnant via a gestational carrier, although I know it isn’t something you hear everyday, and it is still somewhat awkward to explain it to other people, but not as much as I may once have thought.