Wanna hear a funny story?

Okay then.

So y'all know I was inducing lactation to help feed baby Hester. I took the fenugreek and the goat's rue and the blessed thistle and the alfalfa and I pumped till I was calloused. And for all that effort (and also after putting my gag reflex on overdrive with those nasty alfalfa tablets), I only got a few drops of milk. I spoke with my midwife friend about starting the domperidone, and I had just decided to order it when I got sick with a stomach bug. And then I got sick again with the Mother of All Stomach Bugs, and I didn't pump or take herbs or even think about breast milk for a couple of weeks. And then I felt really guilty, but when Hester arrived and needed such intensive nursing, I let myself feel a little better that she was on formula. The poor kid had a tough enough time without trying to nurse from a dry well.

But then!

On the day of her 40th birthday, Petunia began lactating spontaneously! FOR REAL, Y'ALL.

Can you beat that, folks? Will wonders ever cease?