I've been battling the flu... The full-blown fever, achy body, projectile vomiting flu. It hasn't been pretty, to say the least. Fortunately, Tyler has been able to be around to take care of Tye and I've been able to rest and work on recovering.
What amazes me is that Tye hasn't become sick. She was exposed to the flu when I was (as we're never apart), shared utensils with me up to my last meal before I became sick, then slept in bed with me last night as I convulsed with shivers under my extra blankets. If anyone should have become sick, it would have to be her. Yet she is healthy, energetic, and not showing a sign of sickness, thankfully.
I know the answer is in my breastmilk. As my own body fought this virus, it produced antibodies that went straight into Tye, protecting her from the same horrible, sickly fate I have suffered. I'm so grateful for her health and for the amazing, continuing benefits of breastfeeding. It reminds me of the old milk slogan...
Breastmilk. It keeps a body strong.