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Saturday, February 21, 2009

Root beer and Breastmilk


To some of you, these things may not seem to go together, but thanks to my sister-in-law Cherish, I know they do. When Kylee was a baby, she couldn't eat for a while and I soon found out I don't make a lot of milk, and pumping wasn't helping. Cherish told me that drinking root beer can help! I guess a long time ago women even drank regular beer to help make more breast milk. It took a month, but Kylee soon was eating fine.

Well Jenna started having a growth spurt about a few weeks ago and every time she nursed, she would gulp for only a few minutes and it would be gone and she would cry. I'd switch her to the other side and there was only a few minutes worth more. Then only an hour later she'd want more. So I went and bought some root beer. That night I drank one and put her to bed at her usual time of 7 and she woke up to eat at her usual time of 5. Well, I was so full! I was so excited. It worked with all my kids and I made sure I had some in the fridge when Jenna was born, but I haven't had any for at least 5 months, so I forgot how well it could work.

I'm sure there is some ingredient in it that does the trick, but even if it's just in my head it works! So for now I'm sticking with Root beer to make more breasmilk.

So funny

Jeremy was able to go to the Jazz game last Thursday (he got tickets from work) and he brought home these sweat bands. Logan said they are his.

Summer had Popcorn-Pajama day on Friday for Preschool. She was so excited! She got her backpack on and was all ready to go for about 30 min before.


Logan wanted to have a bag too so he came into the room wearing Jeremy's basketball shoes. He said they are his bags. What an imagination.


Monday, February 16, 2009

A-Choo


Logan came running into my room this morning while I was feeding Jenna in bed saying
"Mom, achoo, on my bed!" I was like what in the heck are you talking about? Kylee went to see and told me their was a drool spot on his bed. He was telling me that he sneezed and there is spit on his bed. It was so funny!