Have you ever heard that the sound of a crying baby can cause your milk to "let down"? Apparently the female body is wired to provide milk to the distraught and hungry children of the world. Just ask Salma Hayek.
This phenomenon of random involuntary let down was one that stayed in the back of my mind throughout my days of nursing. I was terrified of having an "accident" somewhere.
I decided to get a much-needed hair cut one day. I left the baby at home with her Daddy and headed to my regular salon to my buddy/stylist. It was great to see her. We visited and laughed as she non-judgmentally combed out my one big dreadlock that had formed over the last 5 months of wearing a ponytail 24/7. Eve's Auntie also worked at that salon so it was nice to sit and socialize and not wipe any noses or bums.
As we chatted, my stylist said to me, "Is it just me, or did I just hear a baby crying?" I too had heard the sound of a baby and wondered if I was just going crazy. I had been away from my kid before and thought I had heard her crying. It's yet another weird motherhood-related phenomenon.
"I heard it too," I said, "and it sounded like Eve." We shushed and strained to listen for the source of our hallucinations. We heard it again.
Eve's Auntie was in the staff room showing video of Eve on her Blackberry. This isn't the first time that family has made me look crazy, but that's a whole other blog.
I left the salon with my dread-free head held high, my wallet forty dollars lighter, and a warm sensation in my chest from comraderie and laughter.
My shirt was dry. I recommend the Lansinoh breast pads. They're thin and discreet. Some of the other brands have an anatomically correct nipple built into them which I find to be weird. I mean, just one more thing I have to worry about-- do my breasts look googley-eyed?
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