Me.
Monday evenings are always v busy - homework, swimming lessons etc and last night I had to take back a dvd that, when I got to the shop, found out that ds had left sitting on the dining table - hence forty minute round trip in the middle of everything to come home with hungry baby, dig out dvd and bomb back with it before end of swimming lesson....
I had a thumping headache so when I finally got home I took a paracetamol. I had this funny feeling the moment I took it that there was something different, and lo and behold, when I looked at the box - I had taken high dosage codeine and paracetamol (left over from when I was so ill last January; I didn't realise we had not binned it all).
Irang the maternity clinic and a v dopey and blase midwife said that it was fine for me to continue breastfeeding.
I looked it up on the itnet and it stated baldly that it caused respiratory depression and floppiness in babies via breastmilk. The leaflet in the box stated that it was noxious for babies in 'too high dosage" (wtf = too high dosage?).
I rang hospital maternity who said should withold bf for fifteen hours! Dh said they were being overly cautious and that first mw was right. Rang pharmacy who said same thing. Ditto dh saying that was only one tablet not the stated 'too high dosage'. Dh rang on call GP who said he sounded as though he was panicking (ha! ) and if we were that anxious we should go to a and e....!
But that bf was contraindicated for fifteen hours.
I rushed out and bought bottles and bloody ff and a steriliser and came home and made up five bottles. Ds - the little toad - took them like a dream (traitor) and slept in his own little bed - with normally loathed dummy (neurotic fsids measure on my part). I look like Jordan pre op. Dh slept like a log. Ds is currently dozing in his bouncy chair (also a first) and there are two bottles made up waiting for him in the fridge.
Am off to collect tire-lait - am knackered and cannot remember word in english - this morning.
Roll on lunchtime.