Rough morning

We went back to the breastfeeding clinic this morning so that they could check the incision sites. Henri really didn't appreciate the exam, especially the fact that it bled again. Snuggles and songs (and Tylenol) were needed all through the day to recuperate.

(The clinic is awesome. But it's in a hospital that doesn't have any facilities for families: no changing tables, no adapted bathroom. Seriously: what is wrong with people?)