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Katherine Romrell



First off, Before we begin, I’m gonna write a huge statement & warning.
I mean it with love.

I would like to state that I 100% believe and know that breastmilk cannot be compared to formula. Breastmilk is Liquid Gold and I admire women who can breastfeed without a physical or mental hitch. I wish that would’ve been my story but unfortunately breastfeeding does not workout for everyone. At the end of the day, I’m so thankful that we live in a day and age where not only does baby formula exist but it’s come a long way.

And if you’re here cause you’ve been blessed to nurse your baby but are now done, I think you’re amazing! 🙌🏼

With that said, I’m here to advocate for 3 things:

  • MENTAL HEALTH. Yes, there’s a direct link to PPD and Nursing. Does not happen to everyone, but it does happen, and it happened to me. Learn about the facts HERE & HERE.

  • FED IS BEST. A baby’s gotta eat, so just feed your baby the way you want to.

  • YOU DO YOU. So long as you’re not harming yourself or others, proceed to do you.

PLEASE NOTE: I’m not in the medical field whatsoever, so my advice is that you do your own research as well.


If you’re wondering why breastfeeding didn’t work out for me with either of my boys,
you can read about it HERE. Long story short; It has to do with PPD & Oxytocin.


I’m here to tell you what worked for me (twice) in hopes that it will help other women in need too. When I was in desperate need to dry out my milk, I found very little information and help. Many different OB’s suggested I just cold turkey, but that did NOT work for me. I attempted to cold turkey with my first boy and instead I ended up getting mastitis. So I found a less brutal way to do it. I tried my method out again with my second baby, and it’s worked pretty great for me.

This method takes 1-2 weeks to dry up, but you will feel very little pain & engorgement.



  • Pump 2-3 times a day. Definitely no more than 4 times.

  • Space them out as much as you can! Example; pump every 8 hours. Then reduce how many times you pump every 24-48 hours.

  • Only pump for 10 minutes. No longer than that. Then start reducing how long you pump every 1-2 days.

  • NOTE:
    I pumped and dumped. I did not feed my baby the milk at any point because I was taking certain medications that are advised to not take during nursing.


Once you hit pumping only once a day, your supply should have significantly decreased.



HOT: In order to relief my pain and engorgement, I took a manual pump for each boob in the shower. Yes, this includes the times I did it 2,3,4 times a day. Showers are just magical for me and this postpartum phase was not fun. The warm water helped let down my milk and helped so much with the pain. If you don’t want to hop in the shower each time, just use a hot electrical pad on your boobs. I suggest a hot electric pad cause its fast & convenient.

COLD: I also bought boob gel pads that you can put in the fridge or freezer and I’d snuggle them straight on my boobs after each pump when I was out of the shower. I kept them in the fridge most of the time, just out of preference.



Alright, this is where I got a bit cray. And note that I was pumping and dumping the whole time. So if you’re considering pumping but still giving that Liquid Gold to your baby, be super careful of what medications you’re taking. Some of these might not be for you.

  • I took Sudafed round the clock for two weeks.
    I did a ton of research and I came a cross an article that said a study showed that women experienced a decrease of 10%-30% in their milk supply a day when they took Sudafed.

  • I also alternated between ibuprofen and acetaminophen round the clock for pain and swelling.



I dabbed a bit of peppermint oil and Vicks Decongestant Rub straight on my nipples several times a day for two weeks.



I did all of these things for two weeks. By day 8, I barely had supply but did have a few leaks when I felt temperature change. AKA: when I hopped in or out of the shower or when I was shirtless. Around this time, I was able to brave a more “cold-turkey” approach cause there wasn’t much milk coming in after a week of this.


My friends,
never in the history of ever, have I seen, read, heard, or witnessed so much hate and ignorance on the subject of Vaginal Deliveries vs C-Sections and Breastmilk Vs Formula. True palm to face explosion over here.

If someone tries to bring you down because of these choices, they are truly outdated and uninformed, (and how embarrassing for them). 🙈😬😬😬

I’m here to remind you that, so long as you’re not bringing harm to yourself or others; What you decide for you, your babies, and your fam is never and should never be up for grabs or shamed by anyone else.

Happy journey to you ♥️


Katherine Romrell



Remember how I was freaking out that my c-section got rescheduled from June 18th to June 20th? And I had a massive tantrum because having to wait two more days seemed like an eternity doubled? And on top of that, I didn’t want Leo & Luke to share birthdays (June 20th) even though we decided preemptively that they would have combined bday parties for the rest of their childhood?…. not sure why I get called complicated. 😂


Well let’s start from the beginning!
I was planning one last pool day with my GF’s before I went into labor, but I cancelled because I thought my water was leaking. So to be safe, Chris took me to the hospital to make sure. That was around 1pm. When we got to triage, I met the most “friendliest” nurse 🙄. She checked me and did the whole poke & prod dance but I was still super tight and intact down under. Back to the super friendly nurse, I can tell she thought I was there purposely for the wrong reasons and that I was just waisting everyone’s time (including my own) ….Pff. I’ll spare you a few boring details of how I thought she was being petty. So anyways, we get discharged, picked up Leo from school and go home. That was around 4:30.

Once we were at home, I started feeling contractions. It was around 6pm. And I thought to myself… “You’ve gotta be kidding me. We just came from the hospital”. My contractions started getting meaner as the day turned into night. Once it was midnight, my contractions were exactly 10 minutes apart, so I put on my BloomLife Monitor. (PS: At this point, I had no obligation to continue to use my sponsored monitor). My contractions started getting meaner and MEANER throughout the night. THESE contractions were INSANE! They were the kind that you gotta do breathing exercise during to make it through. Anyways, my contractions started to get closer together and lasted longer. So throughout the night, I went from 10 minutes apart…. to 8 minutes apart…and so on. At 6ish am, my Bloomlife Monitor read my contractions were 6 minutes apart and one minute long! I was like “…….Wait, I think this is labor!” So I called the hospital and asked:

ME: “If i’m scheduled for a c-section but start going into labor, do I just pre-labor at home?” (And I explained where my contractions were at)
HOSPITAL: “NO! If you’re scheduled for a repeat C-section and you think you’re in labor, you need to come to the Hospital right away, even if you’re in the pre-labor stages!”
ME: 😲😲😲😲😲😲😲😲😲😲

We had our friend Ronnie Shalvis (hero) come over to watch Leo, so Chris & I headed to the Hospital!
We got to the hospital right before 7am. We head into triage, and the same nurse that saw us the day before was back on duty. She sees us and you can already tell by the smug look on her face that she thinks I’m back to play more games.
…………………..Cause you know, I was getting board of my king-size-memory-foam-bed and thought I’d change it up during the most uncomfortable time in my life AT an ungodly hour.

We get in a Triage curtain room, she hooks me up to the monitors and LEAVES. She did not check me down under and absolutely NO ONE comes in to check on me for 40+ MINUTES. 40+ minutes! I have proof cause I was texting my mom as soon as I got into the hospital, and then again, as soon as they said “She’s in labor”.
// PS: Bless my mom, she was on her way to the airport to catch her flight to me, as all of this was going down.//
My contractions started getting so bad and mean that I COULDN’T breath through them! So Chris opens the curtain to our room and says “Can we get a nurse in here, her contractions are getting worse”. Same lovely nurse comes in and says :

“I guess we should check you” in a very smug tone.
She takes a quick trip down under. She comes back up and starts to take her gloves off as she speed walks out of the room. Then I hear her say on the other side of the curtain: “We need to get the doctor up here, I think she’s in labor” ………!!!!!! Her voice didn’t sound so smug anymore. I mean… if there’s anything that I learned during Birthing Class, It’s that you have to be at least 4 centimeters dilated to be considered “In labor”. Mind you, I’m super livid and fuming on the inside at this point but too tired to fight her, so I was nothing but nice to that terrible nurse the whole time.

Next thing I knew, The doctor came in with a different nurse (thank goodness) and they started hooking me up to mobile wires and an IV. So it must’ve been just barely 8ish when they started rolling me out down to the O.R. We get rolled down to the O.R. floor and rolled into another waiting room. We had to wait another 2 hours because there wasn’t anyone available and I guess since I wasn’t crowning or immediately dying, it wasn’t considered an emergency. BUT OH MY GOSH, I wanted to pass out from the contractions and pain. No joke! We kept asking for an epidural but for some reason they kept putting it off. I take my hat off to women who purposely opt-out of the epidural and have drug-free vaginal births! They should be leading our Country !

So Fast-forward to those 2 hours, and they wheel me into the O.R. …Still no epidural.
They finally start prepping me! I hear rumors of my epidural coming in!
I’m still dealing with contractions and started getting the worst one yet, so a nurse in the OR comes over and grabs my hand and says
“Just hug me! Just hug me really tight and lean on me!” …. I’m bawling at this point. Then she starts trying to distract me by asking me questions…
Nurse: How many kids do you have?
Me: One!
Nurse: Boy or girl?
Me: Boy!
Nurse: And is this one a girl or a boy?
Me: Boy!
Nurse: Are you guys planning on having any more?
Me: No.
Nurse: Then this is the last contraction you will ever feel!
…and they stuck me with my epidural!!! 🙌



My doctor performed my c-section seamlessly and Luke Legend Romrell was born at 10:14am.
Lookie came out crying bloody murder! It was both sweet and scary! haha! With Leo, he didn’t make a peep the whole time. But Luke was too comfy in my womb and was not happy to be evicted. Seriously, He scream-cried at the top of his lungs for a while. After a minute he sounded like a rabid cat. I sent Chris to keep him company cause I felt so bad that nothing was calming my new baby and obviously I couldn’t do much while strapped to the OR table. Chris headed over to Luke and starts shouting out Luke’s stats! “Holy cow babe! 8lbs/ 11oz! He’s a big boy”!

Then Chris brought him over and cuddled him next to me so I could get a good look at him! He was so big, pudgy, swollen, and had my heart immediately! There was just no more room for him in my womb. I wanted to just kiss on him so bad, but I was still strapped to the table! haha! ♥️



So I think I thoroughly expressed to everyone (till we were all blue in the face) How scared I was of surgeries and C-sections! It was never in my plans with Leo and I wasn’t in love with the possibility of having another c-section with Luke. Honestly, my c-section experience and postpartum depression with Leo scared me straight into never wanting to have any more kids. And as it was all coming back, the fear in me was so big, that I felt the need to turn to God and put all my faith and trust in him.

I feel insanely blessed for all of the support I received throughout this and I’m thankful for everyone who held my hand even from States away! A huge shout out to my little sister who came and stayed with me during the worst time of pregnancy and when Chris was filming in Thailand! My sweet cousin Suzy, who is a nurse (but lives in Utah) who would put up with all my crazy questions and talked me through my irrational fears of surgery. My friend Kim Weinreb who has a cushy palace waiting for her in heaven because she is the most giving, selfless, and service oriented person I’ve ever met, and was basically my person throughout this entire pregnancy; specially during all the other times Chris had to travel. She spoiled me good (and she was the one who threw me the adorable SuperHeroes Baby shower). My friend Michelle Southam, whom sent me the most empowering email ever, right before I went into labor. She titled it “Your beautiful brain” and reminded me of the power that our brain has, for good or bad, and how it can rule us or how WE can rule IT, and how us mama’s have such amazing spiritual gifts. (And I actually and literally read said email while we were in the waiting room before the OR 🙌). And of course, my amazing and wonderful husband who gave me a blessing right before I was wheeled off to the OR.

I’m about to get really personal, but I want to document every detail so that I don’t ever forget how it all happened.

During my first c-section, there was two points in time where I lost it. When I was wheeled in to the OR, and when they put the oxygen mask on me. My anxiety took over. This 2nd time around, while I was being wheeled off to the OR, I felt a little panic come over me, but then I immediately felt an overwhelming sense of calmness reign over me. I became so calm, that it felt like I was floating. Crazy, I know! Just no other way to explain it! Then once in the OR, when i saw the baby station (with the bed warmer and monitors) another dose of overwhelming calmness and confidence came over me. I just felt such a positive and spiritual energy in the room right then. I felt so close to Luke, even though he was still in me, and I felt so close to God and my loved ones who have passed on. More specifically, my sweet grandma who passed earlier this year. I truly felt like they were in the room with me, watching over me, and had my back at this exact moment. It was such a unique feeling and experience and I’ve never felt anything like it. ♥️

Luke Legend on the left and Leonardo Atlas on the right.

Luke Legend on the left and Leonardo Atlas on the right.



My recovery was off to such a good start this time around. I didn’t feel the massive shakes you get after labor & delivery. This 2nd time around, I was walking as soon as the 24 hour wait was up. Granted, it was the silly hunched-over grandma walk, moving at the speed of a sloth, but it was a huge win for me. With Leo, I did get the terrible shakes and it sent me into a full panic. They had to sedate me and I don’t remember much, other than just waking up in the recovery room. AND I had not gotten out of the bed till day 4! So… winning!

A few hours later, Chris left to pick up my mom from the airport, and Leo from school! It was such a great feeling to see my mom walk through the door! And this was the moment that Leo met his brother Luke!
Mom & Chris took video of it and I’m so glad this little moment between Leo & Luke was caught. It wasn’t the best of reactions but it was real, and I could tell Leo was confused, curious, cautious, and possibly a little heartbroken. As soon as Leo walked in the room, he looked at me like “So this is who you’ve been spending your time with!?” Haha! His little eyes are so expressive. As the day went by, he became more and more curious of Luke and we were able to catch a sweet moment of Leo rubbing Luke’s head. ♥️



Katherine Romrell

Our sweet little boy #2 and I got showered on June 8th by our even sweeter friend Kim Weinreb!
The theme, as you can tell, is also the current theme of our lives: Superheroes!
Kim made a crepe brunch for us to indulge in (My absolute favorite)!
I was actually surprised that anyone showed up, since it had been POURING since the night before. Georgia woke up to a few drowned parks and a whole lot of new potholes!

We are so ready for this baby to come!!!
Now officially due June 18th!


Katherine Romrell