On the third day, they discharged me from the hospital, and when I got home, my milk hadn’t come in yet.
I didn’t have enough milk, even though I tried to latch him onto the breast. In the hospital, they had been giving him formula, but they hadn’t explained things very well.
Fortunately, my brother and my sister-in-law were at my house. They already had experience with my nephew, so they went straight to the pharmacy and got the necessary things: powdered milk, water, and the sterilizer.
I got a fever, my breast was swollen and painful, so I had to go to the hospital for antibiotics and cream.
Even though it hurt, I had to keep nursing him. I also got nipple cracks, which were really painful at first, but they healed eventually.
With Federico, sleep wasn’t an issue—he slept peacefully in his crib, without any problems. He never wanted to sleep in our bed, unlike Alessia.