Last week I was on a walk with some friends who are mothers. “Do you find yourself hungrier, with breastfeeding?” one asked.
“Oh man, yes!” I said, enthusiastically. “I go through like a big tub of peanut butter a week!” There was a moment of silence. I imagined them imagining me eating a tub of peanut butter. “Maybe that was an over-share,” I said.
Later the conversation moved to drinking water. “Do you find breastfeeding makes you really thirsty?”
“Oh man, yes!” I said. “I’m drinking constantly! I can’t breastfeed without a big canteen of water to drink at the same time.” I must drink a gallon a day. I began to realize that everything I’m experiencing is double.
My stomach is a bottomless hole. People seem impressed that I’m back in my pre-baby clothes. I’m happy I haven’t shrunk down to nothing. There’s a hole in my stomach (and my wallet–same cause–though that’s a subject for another post).
Space Monkey Twins 
Yes yes yes!!!! Me too!!! I eat all day long. Seriously. All day.
Ha. Seriously. Breastfeeding twins is no joke. I see them growing and am amazed they’re made of milk 🙂 Thanks for commenting!
Oh, and I see from your blog you’re a runner, too! You have more excuse than me to be hungry. Some day I’d like to start running again. I will make it happen I swear.