I sure do.
I’ve never been one to worry about my milk supply, and it’s true that I’ve been known to refer to my breasts as my Super Soakers since they spray all over the place and often cause my little one to choke, cough, and gasp for air. (Is it any wonder Mary Elizabeth suffers from reflux?)
I was also well aware of the fact that our little M.E. had gotten a whole lot bigger by the looks of her delicious rolls, double chin, and dimpled thighs.
Still, I wasn’t quite prepared for just how much our little peanut had grown. I had Mary Elizabeth’s two-month checkup yesterday (she’ll be eight weeks on Sunday) and when they weighed her, my milk-producing duo swelled (quite literally) with pride.
Our M.E., who weighed in at 5 pounds 13 ounces at birth, now weighs a whopping 10 pounds 9 ounces. That’s not a typo. She’s not even two months yet and she’s almost doubled her weight.
Talk about a nice return for your investment.