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Subj : Re: This Train Just Went Splat!
To   : alt.tv.er
From : Sharon
Date : Sun Sep 25 2005 14:06:53

From Newsgroup: alt.tv.er

>It's from 1943. She writes that she first put baby
> to the breast 15 hours after birth but 'didn't have any milk.' She then
> gave bottle feedings after each nursing and weaned completely to the
> bottle at 8 days. (3 days after going home.) What's especially
> interesting is that she wrote that the baby lost no weight -- gained 3
> ounces during her week in the hospital.

I remember in my baby blues first week, first morning home in fact, I whined 
to my husband that the baby wasn't getting any milk. He got this puzzled 
look on his face and said, "Then what is it he's peeing out every couple 
hours? And what the heck is that he's spitting up?"!

> I'm of similar age.  My mom breastfed my two older sisters for a few
> months each. (They were born in 1957 and 1958). The hospital nurses
> hated it because it meant they had to bring the babies to her for each
> feeding, rather than just sticking bottles in their mouths in the
> nursery.

It was such an inconvenience to the, I think! With all three of my boys I 
did 'rooming-in' which was wonderful. I had the option to take the baby back 
to the nursery when I showered or wanted some sleep, but as long as I was 
there, they let baby stay.


> As you said, completely convenient, easy, and
> didn't tie me down at all. Usually I just took her with me.  When I
> couldn't, I initially left a bottle of pumped milk, but she wouldn't
> take it, so at that point I just made sure that I nursed before leaving
> and was never gone for more than a couple of hours.

Cash and carry stage. No baby bag, just a spare diaper and wipes in my 
purse. If I nursed I could get a couple hours which was great.

My mother tells a story about when I was born in 1963. She and her friend 
actually went into labor the same day and were roommates. The doctor hated 
the floor nurses and would do anything to piss them off. They had rules of 
no smoking (duh) and no sitting on patient beds. The doc would walk down the 
hall, light up his stogie and sit down on my mom's bed. Her friend's husband 
brought a thermous of Manhattens and both couples and doc had cocktails. 
Eeeeeeeesh.

-Sharon

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