Working Girl

July 20th, 2011 2:22 PM -05

This morning, I ventured to A Woman’s Work (AWW), a Houston institution dedicated to boobfeeding. (Yes, menfolk, you’ll want to stop reading right about…now) 🙂

I walked into the tiny office, where I was greeted by Astrid. She turned out to be super informative and more helpful than I’d anticipated. I went intending to rent a hospital grade breast pump and came out with that, a Belly Bandit and a great set of bras.

After filling out the pump paperwork and going through a checklist, she asked me if I’d bought all my nursing bras yet. I said nope – I wouldn’t know what size I’d be post-partum, so I was putting off a custom fitting at Intimacy until after Wiggles was born. I was also dreading this fitting, having no clue when I’d have time to go. It turns out AWW does custom fittings and has a massive selection. As Astrid measured me, I gasped at how I’d gone up two band and two cup sizes. I just about fainted when she explained I’d go down one to two band sizes but up one to two cup sizes after birth. AGGGHHH.

After the fitting, I went to put on the bra I wore into the store. Astrid laughed and said “I can’t let you do that. It’s not helping you at all.” Apparently, the bra I’d bought at Target was two sizes too big. Astrid handed me one I’d just bought and ohhhh the difference it’s made. 😉

She also measured me for a Belly Bandit. When I asked Dr. F about it yesterday, she said compression bands are a must for C-section moms and totally optional for vaginal deliveries. I could tell she wasn’t a fan, but she couched it in terms of it being a personal choice. I’d struggled with the Belly Bandit’s online sizing chart and styles, but Astrid was able to pick the right one for my size and shape. Left to my own devices, I now know I would’ve purchased a size too big. (I’m noticing a pattern…) I’m not a fan of asking for help, but I’m learning there’s something to it.

Astrid and I talked about everything from bottles (Dr. Browns is the way to go) to pacifier use and returning to work at 6 weeks to lactation consultants. I left confident that they could be a great resource. As if their storefront and information desk weren’t enough, their location makes it oh so convenient.

I left AWW, went down one floor and voila! I was in Wiggles’ pediatrician’s office. After several calls, they’d told me there was nothing I needed to do beforehand. I’d just list Dr. LF as Wiggles’ pediatrician at the hospital and bam, she’d be her pediatrician. (Remember, Dr. LF won’t meet new moms) I was repeatedly told there was no paperwork necessary. I’m not a moron. Every doctor has a massive new patient paperwork packet and I wanted someone to tell me face-to-face if that weren’t the case. I walked in and was greeted by a very helpful receptionist. She handed me some brochures and paperwork (a-ha!), assuring me that Wiggles’ first visit would go much quicker if it were completed beforehand. Because, ya know, what new parent with a days old infant wouldn’t want a “much quicker” appointment.

I headed back to my office feeling so accomplished over having crossed major tasks off my to-do list. When I walked in, I smiled at the huge box with my name on it.

The changing table is here! Let the nursery completion begin!

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