Finally getting over a nasty battle with mastitis. For those of you who haven't experienced the joy of mastitis (a blocked milk duct that gets infected) it is accompanied by a wild fever (mine was 104) and the most intense pain. My midwife asked me to describe the pain to her so she'd know if I needed antibiotics and I said, "If anyone tried to approach me for a hug I would involuntarily punch them in the face in self defense." She said I needed antibiotics.
Thankfully, I have great friends; Celine and June each took Acacia to the park while I tried to rest and recover.