Today as I nursed my daughter off the right side, I couldn’t help but notice the rush of milk into my left breast. Whoa Nelly! Am I Mount Vesuvius ready to rupture? Talk about intense let-down!

The let-down reflex was not like this with my eldest daughter - really I didn’t feel a thing except the instant endorphin “everything-is-great-in-the-world” rush. She would nurse and the milk would just appear, no tingle, no pressure, most certainly no “whoosh I am a water cannon with 150 psi”. This time, my girl starts to nurse and 30 seconds later I am pressing on my nipple trying to prevent a fountain of breastmilk. You know that fountain of the little boy peeing? I could be the model for a fountain of a mom holding a baby in her lap with naked breasts defiantly pointing forward like the masthead of a ship. Imagine the spectacle once the water is turned on. I’ll give you a moment to truly soak it in. Can you see it? Some would say it’s pornographic! I say it’s brilliant!

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