u/shellyeahz

I (5 month today, teeny tiny terror, F) seems to have a big issue with my parents (older than the dinosaurs).

today is my 5 month birthday and i know that’s super special so i want to spend the WHOLE thing with my parents. from midnight to midnight, no sleeping.

my mummy put me to bed at my normal time but i was so excited about my birthday that i kept waking up every 15 minutes and then eventually at 9:50 i woke up and wouldn’t go back to sleep, the excitement was too much for me to handle.

the milk lady tried everything. she connected me to the milky tap SEVEN times but i refused to fall for that trap. eventually my efforts were thwarted and i fell asleep again at 11:47 but i woke up again another 4 times before 7am. I’ve since been fighting naps all day but the dinos keep putting me in the baby carrier and patting my bum which i simply cannot resist no matter how hard i try, and i try.
my milk lady has “given up” after i spat my milkies all over her and the bearded man has taken over my care until bed time. this feels rude.

so, aita for wanting to be awake all day to celebrate being 5 whole months old?

ps. i know this was a special birthday as mum took me shopping with gran and she let me pick out a new care bear teddy!

This morning I (14w, F, Teeny Tiny Terror) have mixed feelings about my morning.

i woke up refreshed after a 12 hour sleep with 2 milk breaks full of smiles and ready for the day.
the milk lady took me from the big room into the nursery to change my butt and decided to sit on the feeding chair for a cuddle . naturally i demanded milkies even thought it had only been an hour and a half since i late ate.
i screamed, the milk taps opened for business.
she changed me out of my pj’s and into a cute daytime onesie and we went down stairs to start the day.
she moved my bouncer chair into the kitchen for me while she made breakfast. immediately i spit up milkies all over myself. whoops!
we had to go upstairs to change.
cute outfit number 2 and back to the chair i go. i start to play, mum is cutting my bagels and pops then in the toaster.
suddenly i’m spitting milky chunks all over myself. bamboozled.
again i am whisked away for another outfit.

back downstairs and looking extra cute, i am returned to the chair. play time and bouncing resumes.
mum is putting something she calls nutella on her food but also eating it out the jar with a spoon?? greedy.
she carries me back to the living room and sits on the floor in front of me to talk while she eats.
i think it’s rude she has food and i have none, decided now was a good time to look her dead in the eyes, smile and do a big wet poop.
you guessed it, back upstairs!
lying in my changing mat contemplating life, decided i was bored of my current outfit so spit up again. you guessed it, i got a new outfit!

we go downstairs and i am returned to my chair, i let her have a few bites of food while i bounce. i let out a scream, the milky lady asks what’s wrong, i scream again and this time milky chunks appear all over me AND the chair.

milk lady starts to tell me that if she doesn’t eat breakfast then the milk tap won’t produce enough milkies for me, they will close for good and we will need to swap to bottles.
seems like she’s gaslighting me?

she then has the AUDACITY to tell me that if i’m going to keep spitting up she’s going to out my ugly onesies on me.
at this point i’m sleepy so demand a nap, she obliged. I think she ate while i slept, unsure.
when i woke up i decided the whole world had to know that i HATE my outfit.
milk lady isn’t taking the hint. she won’t change me again. i had to wear it ALL DAY! (she gave me my reflux medicine so i stopped spitting up)

so fellow terrors, AITA or if my milk lady overreacting?

Please help me save my sanity! 😭😭

I have mastitis and it is causing me so much stress.
it started with pain in the breast about 2pm yesterday, by the time i was up for our 3am feed i was frozen and shivery, 6am feed i was sweating buckets, check my temp and was running a fever.
i now have antibiotics to help clear it up.

my problem is, we’re already in the 3 month breastfeeding crisis (LO is 13 weeks) so daytime feeding has been difficult and short with her constantly popping on and off which might be the cause of the mastitis even though i pump to empty before bed because she usually does 8-9 hour stretch at the start of the night.

i am so poorly and all i have done today is cry and worry about losing my supply from the mastitis and the fact she won’t feed and is just screaming at the boob is making it even worse.

i love breastfeeding and would be so sad to have to stop so soon.

i’m going to go along to my local breastfeeding support group on monday and i already had an appointment booked with a lactation consultant for the 4th june (first appointment available) but while i sit here sobbing and stressing, has anyone been through similar?