I’ve been using fenugreek based purely on anecdotal evidence.  Follow the link for some real research into increasing your supply.



It’s a strange feeling, like being plunged back into those early paranoid days of “is she getting enough?’ I’m feeding her as often as she asks and offering feeds if she so much as glances in my direction.  I’m refusing to put her down or keeping her as close as possible.  I’m taking fenugreek three times a day.  She drains both breasts, they feel like wrung dishcloths, and she’s looking for more.  My instincts tell me to offer more boob but she’s really quite hungry and as much as I don’t want to admit it, my milk supply has dropped.

There are no clean bottles, the steriliser takes 15 minutes.  I offer boob to try to pacify her but it only makes her more frustrated.  She’s screaming so loudly that I lose all common sense and try to give her a banana.  Dadi steps in.  I’m feeling pretty insecure, I have to deal with this alone soon, I need to up my game.

The next time I am prepared.  We start with boob, boob runs out, we switch straight to bottle, bottle finished, straight back on the breast.  On the first day back she took 3 x 100ml bottles, 2 the second day, 1 the third day, none the fourth day, 1 again this evening.  I’m starting to relax but she’s coming with me on the next trip!