We got to stay an extra day at the hospital because Isaac isn’t all that sharp in the eating department. A bunch of different nurses have tried many different techniques to get Isaac working at the breast, but he appears to have inherited my laziness factor. So he latches on, but then he just sits there. If he’s lazy like me he may appreciate barbecue like me, so I suggested we try him on some pulled pork. My suggestion was rejected. So it looks like we (and by we I mean Blossom) will be pumping and supplementing with formula. Sigh, nothing’s easy.
Here’s Isaac demonstrating one of his strengths.