Happy Belated Father's Day to all you dads out there. My parents are in town now and are a crucial asset for my sanity. The weather is great and it was great of Andrew to make his own Father's Day fajita dinner for all of us (such a great man!).
Blake made his dad a tie in preschool. Oh, the first of many I bet. Maybe Andrew will let me eat the chocolate See's candy ties when those come into play?
Piper had her first outing today. We headed on over to PAMF (Palo Alto Medical Foundation - our doctor) for a meeting with a lactation consultant. Breastfeeding has been super painful this time around and it was time to call in the professionals. Turns out that Piper is/was tongue tied and I was a bit off on my latch technique. A pediatrician was called in to snip her tongue frenulum to help nursing. This was not as traumatic as I expected and she seemed to barely notice the procedure was done. It still boggles my mind that to learn breastfeeding basics from my "village" I need to enter a medical facility with a parking garage with men directing traffic, pay $150/hour even though I have health insurance, and sit in the waiting room of pediatric urgent care with a pure, healthy five day old. I embrace our times and loathe them all in one breath. I learned important techniques so I am very happy I went.