I have. For the past 24 hours, I have been wearing cabbage leaves. Not for a fashion statement or anything; I'm simply trying to dry up my milk. When you ask people how they managed to dry up their breastmilk, they always say, "Take it slow." Well, for someone as impatient as me, that is a VERY difficult answer to live with. The main reasoning for that answer is that if you rush it, you will be in pain. But the truth of the matter is, I have been in almost constant pain for the last 7 weeks and one day since Leighton was born. Lactating obviously wasn't as easy for me as it is for some others. And since I only nursed for a handful of times and was more of a pump-and-bottle-feed type person, I'm not exactly weaning my baby anyway. I'm weaning that blasted purple machine. So "taking it slow" was the last thing I wanted to do.
When my friend Autumn suggested putting cabbage leaves in my bra, I thought, "Strange...but I'm in." So the next day, I found myself in the bathroom with the produce bag and a head of cabbage, carefully ripping the leaves down to my cup size, washing off the dirt, and sticking them on. Can't say I have ever done anything weirder in my life.
Of course, Andrew has loved it. He has made jokes all day about wanting a tossed salad and things like that. And I haven't really seen a huge difference in milk production - or lack thereof - just yet. But I'm going to keep it up. Because even if it doesn't work, it's kind of cool. When else in my life can I wear vegetables on my boobs?