stick a fork in me

I'm done. After a long, tear filled, heart-to-heart with the hubs last night we've come to a decision and have decided it's time. Time to be done breastfeeding. I've been dancing around the issue for a while now, and basically all I talk about. I'm tired of it.

I can't get me better until I face the fact that it's really not going well.

It's time to get mama well, and focus on putting some weight on sweet little Zoey. I had my upper endoscopy yesterday. They didn't find anything too serious which is good, a little hernia on my esophogus and a bit of a rare bacteria that we won't know for sure about until the biopsy comes back in a week. But really, it seems that I'm having a very strong reaction to all the antibiotics I've had from all the mastitis. Each time I've gotten mastitis, I get even more sick. I'm losing weight fast and not in a healthy way.

I can't enjoy my babies and that's where I draw the line.

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Β I'm a big advocate for breastfeeding. This decision doesn't come easily for me, but I'm finally facing the fact that this isn't working for me and I need to suck it up and admit that I need help.

I appreciate all of your support and prayers through this tough process. Time to work on getting me all dried up without getting mastitis again!