here we go

this blog is the child of a text conversation between me and my OB.

my son was two days short of turning a month old and i was in the middle of a bout with mastitis and dermatitis. i was complaining to her about the lack of real, non-commercial and non-propaganda tainted information on breastfeeding, and had threatened to write a book about what its really like.

she said: ha ha ha. you won't have that time til he's 18 years old.

true, which is why its taken me this long to write about the pregnancy, being a new mum, and all that.

but hey, better late than never.

so here we go.