This weekend was supposed to be a busy weekend for me. Work on Saturday, then volunteering at an Expo for pregnant/new moms. My boob had other ideas. I have mastitis. It's crazy! Why now? This is the first time I've ever had nursing issues. I've been pretty damn lucky for eight years. So today, I get to wallow on the couch, put hot things on my boob, and nurse as much as possible. Though, there are times during the day Penny doesn't want to nurse. The kid is 16 months, and if her sisters are eating lunch- forget it- she's gotta eat, too.