I recently went to my kid’s doctor for a checkup. To be honest my first boy had issues gaining weight and looked like it. My second (girl) doesn’t look like she is having any issues so I went to this appointment believing that we were going to come out VICTORIOUS! Whelp…it didn’t happen that way. 🙁 The nurse came in saying “about her weight, I’m getting concerened.” My first reaction to her was “Umm…I think you have the wrong room.” She then said “no, Arielle, right?” I then listened as she stole every bit of air from my lungs as she said this could affect her brain development and something has to happen. I was in Total Shock! It couldn’t be. She is chunky….and that’s exactly how the Nurse Practitioner named her too. As she said “come here chuncky.” I was at a loss for words. Wait, didn’t you just say she needs to gain…yet in the same breathe call her chunky? I felt like I was living the twilight zone and started to drift off into space. All the while this woman is telling me that I need to take this serious. Serious? I just found out about this….give me a minute lady! I am literally under so much duress that I can’t think straight. This juxtapose of this chunky girl gaining weight being an issue was too much for me to take in. I am a momma of a very active 5 year old and a sweet 7 month old. I don’t work outside of home and am with these kids 24/7. Did I miss something? Was I really living a double life? Where am I during the day? Was I really lost in another world while the life my body presides in is sitting here wasting away? Yeah…no. I am here. I am present. I am living with these sweet kids. A mom. A mom who is in love with her little babies and would do anything to make sure nothing ever happens to them. So, now what? I got in contact with the Lactation consultant that presided in their office. She was so kind to me. I decided to rent a pump and do what they wanted me to do. Which was feed her every 2 hours…then pump after every feeding for 10 minutes. All the while I used Doterra’s Basil and Lavender Essential oils to help increase my milk supply. At first…..nothing. Then condensation….then Oooh A drop. Then more drops. I figured hey I think I am doing Good here. I am so proud of my little drops. Dang it! After a bit it was about 1/4 an ounce…then wait….drops. NO!!! I texted the lactation consultant and she assured me that Arielle was most likely taking the increase. The result after 16 days….Success! I went in to do a weight check and She gained 10 ounces. I felt so good. I mean SO Good. For some reason it really validated in my mind that I am a Good momma and I try really hard to do the right things. And how dare that lady let me get to a point where I questioned the quality of my motherhood. Never again! Thank the Lord for sweet Victory. It’s day by day here. But their my days. I love this Life. It’s a sweet life and its mine.