Apparently breastfeeding may not hurt as much as I thought it did. I woke up in the middle of the night a couple of nights ago to feed Isabella and when we were done I couldn't go back to sleep because I couldn't get warm. I was just laying in bed shivering. It finally occured to me that something wasn't right so Jeff got the thermometer...sure enough, I had a fever of 100.3. I woke up the next morning feeling worse and my temp had gone up to 102.5. We went back to see my doctor, who took one look at me and said, "You've got a rip-roaring case of mastitis!" So rip-roaring, apparently, that I had to take antibiotics every 4 hours the first day and every 6 hours for another 8 days. I found it reassuring that this pain is not normal breastfeeding pain, but rather a raging infection. Yippee.

Now for the good news--I've lost another 8 pounds since my appointment on Friday! That means I've lost a total of 37 pounds since April 4th :) I'm not going to say how much I have left to lose (as that would tell you all how much I gained), but I think I can do it once I have the greenlight to exercise again. Yippee!