I Feel Like a Cow

Remember, this is my blog so I can talk about whatever I want.

I wonder, how many people in the world have milk coming out of their boobs? Okay, don’t answer that, I understand there are possibly a lot, especially if you factor in 3rd world countries and such. But, it is sort of a weird (and obviously really cool and amazing) thing if you think about it. Milk coming out of your boobs.

I don’t have a picture to go along with this post.

I don’t know what my body thinks it’s doing. Maybe there was some sort of miscommunication during labor and they thought I gave birth to triplets, when in fact, I only had one.

(Oh Lord, I could not imagine breastfeeding triplets. If you have done that — seriously, I have no words.)

In all serious-ness, I have been eating more this week which, well, apparently, means I produce more milk. Just an interesting fact I learned about myself this week. Wow, I love being a mother. Full of fascinating discoveries every day.

Hopefully when, um, starting tomorrow morning, I go back to eating better and smaller portions I will (lose a few pounds) not have breast the size of my quadriceps muscle. Which is really big, in case you were wondering.

Wow. I really should not publish a post at 11 o’ clock at night because this is sort of embarrassing and things just got way too personal.

Published by Samantha Mellen

Certified personal trainer & health coach helping women transform their lives through fitness, abundant mindset coaching and internal peace. Mom of two boys, living life in Alaska.

11 thoughts on “I Feel Like a Cow

  1. Are you pumping some? Because I followed the 'hospital' pumping regimen while I had a newborn, but they conveniently.. I mean stupidly never mentioned that once my milk was established that I didn't have to pump both sides every hour and a half or whatever. I was soon producing like 16 oz of milk– and was trying to get my daughter to nurse full time (she had nursing issues due to jaundice, etc) — so I had to 'cold turkey' the pump. I had glands the size of softballs, and hard as a rock trying to get off of the pump. Really uncomfy. Same/similar thing happened when I had to pump in case something happened while I was in surgery about 6 months later.

  2. It's nice to know that feeling that way is normal. I am not breastfeeding right now but I was not very long ago and only stopped because I got pregnant (yay!) and wanted some sort of break. But I can not tell you how many times I went to my husband in tears feeling like cow and wishing I could fit into my shirts without feeling like the Hulk.
    It is one of my least favorite joys of mothering, but I count it all joy.

    And milk coming out of boobs is very weird!

  3. Also, when my son was Joshua age I had a very similar problem, which ended up being because I was not paying much attention to how often he was eating. I am a stay at home mom and since he was little he got it when he wanted it, but when he got really good at eating he started pulling more and more at each feeding. Which is great but he was still eating very often and erratically, my poor “girls” didn't know what to do. Just a idea…

  4. This post cracks me up!!!! I am a nursing mama so I TOTALLY get what you're saying. In fact, I woke up with half my shirt soaked from leakage last night. I was so tired I didn't even change it. I just rolled over and went back to sleep…LOL!

  5. You can add me to the tally of lactating momma's!

    I found that once the baby is on a set feeding routine the breasts learn to 'chill'. My 7 month old nurses at 7:30, 11:30, 3:30 and 7:30 so my milk is pretty established but I do notice that when I get more rest at night I have more milk.

  6. Love this post too…but I'm dealing with one of the negative/painful sides of being a mama cow today. 😦

    My Lucas (19 months) still nurses even though I have hardly any milk (26 weeks preggo) and he is biting me on accident…both nipples are SLIT open & I'm engorged. 😦 So miserable.

    I just WISH I could leak right now.

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