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Breast Milk In The Eye!

This awesome image is taken from this article about QMilk.

So since the baby has been about 2 weeks old, I've had this gross rashy thing around my left eye.  I thought it was due to the rush of hormones still coursing through my body at the time. But it just never really went away. She's 4 months old today, and I now have this gross rashy thing around both eyes.

I have a mild infection on the underside of the eyelid of each eye, and it's worse on the left side. It's from wearing contacts too long, sleeping in them, not sleeping enough, smoking too much, etc. and not taking care of the problem sooner... and completely ignoring the problem while pregnant, because I just thought pregnancy had made my eyes a lot drier and itchier. Blame the pregnancy, that's what I always say.

I'm slowly but surely making strides to better care for numero uno, and have at least been in regular talks with the Optometrist about my suffering eyes at this point. But according to her, this inner eye thing shouldn't be connected to the ugly thing on the outer eye. And that's really what I want to talk about today.

I've been concerned but also surprisingly laissez faire about the treatment of this sad skin condition. As I said before, it's now around both eyes. So I've not only failed to treat the problem, I've allowed it to grow. I hate the way it looks and I'm not convinced anything will ever really fix it. I just know I'm doomed to have this gross rashy thing around my eyes forever.

My dad uses this prescription cream on an infection on his elbow. He gave me the cream when I took baby girl out to visit them when she was about 10 weeks. Without a further thought, I slathered this stuff over my left eye right away. I did the same thing again religiously for a few days after we returned home. Then sporadically, then occasionally, and now I don't remember the last time I used the stuff.

And I am again surprised at myself, because I didn't even Google the stuff until this very moment!

Thanks to today's Google search I now know that Clobetasol Propionate Cream, USP, 0.05% is not safe to put on your face and has not been tested for use during breastfeeding. Great.

Well, thankfully, I've been too lazy to apply the stuff regularly as evidenced by the worsening problem. In fact, last night after examining the skin around my eyes for a long time, I decided to try something I should have tried first! A little breast milk. I am actually shocked this hadn't occurred to me before. When my daughter had some irritation around her mouth, the pediatrician actually suggested little breast milk on her skin. It cleared it right up.

So far, I can't see a huge difference around my eyes. But it's only been one application. I'm going to put some more fresh breast milk on my eyes tonight, and probably tomorrow night. I hope that this will be the silver bullet and I don't have to think too much about the growing ickiness on my face anymore.

Oh breast milk, save me! Save my eyes!
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