Friday, April 15, 2011
C is whine-screaming, he's bored, Bored, BORED and I'm running out of toys for him to throw on the floor. If I lean over to pick the toys up, my milk will spill out of the bottles attached to my body. I'm tired of pumping, C's tired of me pumping. As of this weekend, it is possible that I'm pumping the pumps of a working mom, instead of the pumps of a baby who won't nurse. In some ways it makes it worse. Before, I HAD to pump because it was the only way to feed C. Now I have to pump because I work. It is different, I'm not sure why, but it is.