This is kind of a part two. You can read about our initial journey from NICU to breastfeeding here. If you don't know how we started this part will make less sense (but probably not that much less if you don't have time to read).
I have been intending to write a follow up for those who are still faithfully following our journey by blog only, because I know there are a few. I've been dropping cryptic little hints and outright laments that feeding has still not been going particularly well and that growing eventually did become a concern on our Facebook page.
All of the spitting/gagging/choking issues that he started out with continued to get worse little by little until eventually he was accounting for an entire load of laundry or more every single day (Kylee started wearing layers so she wouldn't have to go back upstairs and change after he puked on her), he couldn't lay flat under any circumstances, and eventually he started refusing to eat completely. I kept being worried that it was a milk supply problem, but I could pump until the cows came home and take supplements and eat all the right foods and double my supply in a few days, but he just wouldn't (couldn't?) keep it up.