Breastfeeding veil, breastfeeding cover Breastfeeding in public
Well here we are again! Would you like to know what’s happened since we have last spoken? Well get ready! How about we start with last Sunday! Lily’s platelets are still low but they aren’t really fluctuating anymore just hanging out in the 30s on the cusp of the danger zone. So Sunday we went for a nice family dinner at my parents house and my brother brought his family so there are 7 children running around and playing. Well, Lily is going back to grandmas bathroom to play makeup with her cousin and trips and flys face first into a radiator. She busted her lip WIDE open and had grill marks on her face to accompany her already black eye from a previous fall that still hadn’t healed all the way. But as I’ve been told by her doctor “that’s just what ITP kids look like”. Great. Thanks that’s helpful. So we head to the ER. They CT Scan her head to make sure there is no brain bleed, (There wasn’t thank god) They drew her blood to check her platelets (still in the 30s) and they glued her lip back together to avoid stitches. Well fast forward a week to Friday. We are having dinner in the kitchen and she bends over to pick something up, stands up and busts open the top of her noggin. Here we go again. She’s bleeding and has a knot so I call the after hours line at her pediatrician because I really don’t want to keep radiating my child if it isn’t necessary, alas it’s nessacery and we have to travel back to the ER. You must realize at this point we have visited this hospital so many times the the registration nurses in outpatient know us by name, the CT Scan nurse knows us, everyone in pediatrics knows us, the ER unfortunately aren’t as knowledgeable about Lily. So they are going to CT scan her again and check her blood but no glue or stitches this time. Well the first time they draw her blood they dig around in her poor arm for what feels like ages while she screams, for 1 drop of blood. That’s no exaggeration 1 drop was all they could get. Which of course, after trying to run the test and failing led to another blood draw (god I wish they would send pediatric nurses down to draw her blood but they don’t) and they now dig around in her ankle for what feels like ages for the tiniest vial I’ve ever seen of blood. This test fails as well because that’s our luck. Still not enough blood so do you know what they do? Send us home. “Oh well, we know her platelets are already low and the CT scan was fine so just go home”.... can you feel my mom anger at this point? Why on earth would you stab my child twice for a test that fails both times bc you couldn’t get enough blood and then just say oh well! Well you shouldn’t have done it in the first place then. UGH. I hate ITP.
NI am a 30 year old stay at home mom of 3 who has breastfed all of my children. With my first I always used a cover in public, None of which were up to par because they were too hot and too heavy. I know how it feels to want privacy but not want to feel like you are hiding your baby away under thick heavy covers. So I invented a solution to all of these problems! The Original Breastfeeding Veil!