Dear Nipple Shield,
Thank you for making up for my {literal} shortcomings.
Because of you I was able to nurse my babies. I will admit, I never knew nipples could be so different. Silly me thought that all nipples were the same. I guess I never did much research into the realm of nipples — who knew?
But, you gave my babies something to latch onto when my body failed them.
They said we’d only be friends for a short while, but here we are nine months later, still besties.
Thank you for saving my nipples from cracks and blisters on the first go ’round. I thought I was a pro this second time and I wouldn’t need you, but I came crawling back cracked and blistered.
They said you’d lower my milk supply, but the three freezers full deny that.
You get a bad rap, but I’m here to sing your praises.
You held my hand, er nipple, through a bout of mastitis through no fault of your own. You have helped me survive clogged ducts, blisters, and even oversupply issues. I am forever grateful for our friendship.
We have had our struggles, dear nipple shield. Like trying to nurse in any public type of setting…you always seem to put up a fight on those occasions, but we persevered or I walked back to the car…
I apologize that you get stashed away in an old retainer case — it’s your own secret hiding place. Maybe Medela will soon make you your own cute little storage container.
This just made me smile especially the part where we “knew it all” the second time around and didn’t have to use it. I ended up scabbed and bleeding and gave in and now I’m not giving up. Thanks for making it light and funny !