>The Death of Me


It doesn’t look evil, does it? But I swear it is. I am so sick and tired of pumping. For the past few days, I have had a pretty erratic pumping schedule,which does not help the whole fragile supply issue. Quite honestly, I wonder if it is possible for a breastpump to suck the life out of you, and I have found it more and more difficult to actually do it. Exclusive pumpig is NOT for the weak of heart. I keep trying to nurse Zach and by now, he looks at me as if to say, “Hey lady, why is your boob in my mouth???”. At least with breastfeeding, one gets the fuzzy bonding moment. I bond with equipment. Sucky. But I do it for him, and each day that I have trouble sticking with it, I remind myself why I do it. And I swear I’ll do better tomorrow. I will.

2 thoughts on “>The Death of Me

  1. >you are too funny with the boob comment. i agree about the exclusive pumping. i once considered it and then i thought, i definitely couldn't handle it for a whole year. i reconnected with an old work friend recently who pumped for her son for 13 months. and she didn't have a pumping bra! kudos to you for your selflessness.

  2. >I don't have a pumping bra either. They wouldn't work because I have to do compressions to get it all anyway, making hands-free impossible.I wouldn't say "selfless". More like stubborn, pig-headed, determined. But thank you for thinking so. I def. can't wait to stop, though, which makes me feel sad, as if I am wishing his first year away!

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