My Miracle {On the Eve of Having Not Enough}

Micah laid in front of me on the bed, feet kicking, fists clenched, crying. I sobbed too. Waiting for my milk to letdown. Waiting for the tingle to know that Micah wouldn't have to work very hard to latch and drink. Despite several tongue and lip tie procedures, his latch has never been good. He... Continue Reading →

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