The lactation consultant stared down at my chest and declared, “Yep, she’s gonna have to grow into them.” ‘Them’ being my nipples. I cringed.
I’d never really contemplated the size of my nipples up until my breastfeeding woes began. They were bigger than most, perhaps the size of nickels on lily pads, but not so big they couldn’t fit into my newborn’s mouth. Yet, she wasn’t gaining weight.More