Late night pumping

Pumping, ugh! Pumping now as I write this. Pumping now for the third time today.  Pumping now at night, while both my babies are sleep.  (My LO and DH) Pumping, ugh!  I hate pumping sometimes, especially at work.  Pumping, for my daughter to have bottles while I’m gone.  Haven’t been pumping enough this week, been waking up late getting to work late, both resulting in missed pump sessions resulting in less milk for my daughter while I am away.  But bless the LORD I haven’t had to dip in to the glorious freezer stash of 30oz!  Pumping now just to pump.  Not worrying about how much I pump but just want to pump before I go to bed.  Pumping.  Wish I had pumped more maybe I could have gone to the movies this week, but oh well, I’m pumping now.  Pumping.  Pump Pump Pump, Pumping.

Teeth

Church. Ugh. Reason 12,902,834,294,892,348 I stopped going: the people. So today for the first time I attended church with my 8 month old daughter. I sat in the back so if she started to make noise for any reason, daddy or I could step out and not disturb the sermon. We spent most of the service in the lobby listening to the sermon because my daughter wanted to preach with the pastor. Things were going great and service let out. Now because I haven’t been to church in a long time I don’t know most of the people and of course everyone’s attention is on the new baby in the church. This one lady who I don’t really know, but have seen before approached me and said, “Oh I see her teeth coming in, your not still nursing are you?”

PAUSE

Who the hell are you? I don’t know you! What makes you think that’s an okay thing to say to me? First of all how do you even know I nursed at all? I was shocked and taken back.

“I am still nursing.” I politely replied.
“Well when she gets those top two teeth in you’ll stop, they bite you know.” She continued.
“Well every baby is different and she doesn’t bite.” I replied, then walked away.


Ugh! It has been bothering me since it happened hours ago, and all I can think is this is just a taste of what is to come. It seems that among black women, the sign that you are supposed to stop is the teeth, I don’t know how many times I have heard, “Oh when they get teeth…..” I had been so fearful of the day my baby would grow some teeth, but when they came in I honestly didn’t notice them.

When I first decided to breastfeed I had no idea how long I wanted to do it for, it never really crossed my mind as to what was or wasn’t appropriate. My husband and I attended the hospitals classes and they recommended the 6 months of exclusive breastfeeding followed by at least 1 year of breastfeeding with solids. I figured I would do that and that was sufficient. But lo and behold I got a buzz of the online breastfeeding community! I started reading about real moms who were proudly nursing ay 2, 3, and even 4 years old. All this made me begin to rethink my nursing goals.

My husband has been very supportive of breastfeeding so far but whenever I ask him about when to stop he is vague. To tell you the truth I don’t even know when I want to stop. I can’t even say I will let my child decide because there may come a time when I am just done with it. On the other hand I would like to let her be the guide.

Morning Pump

So I am up at 3:30am pumping, my little one is 8 months old and is eating homemade baby purees and breastmilk. This weekend the hubby and I had some time alone and so we dipped into the freezer stash for a date night, however I didn’t pump all weekend so now I am playing catch up with the milk. Sometimes when I am online and I read about all these moms with 100+ oz in surplus I get so jealous. On any given day I have about 30oz in the freezer and the milk in the fridge is the daily supply for when I am at work. I feel like my baby is eating pay check to pay check, and we really don’t have a huge saving for her. I would love to have 100+ in the freezer and be building upon that, but I know for me that would take a lot of work and time. Right now I am hoping to pump at least 4 1/2 oz to add to the 7 1/2 that is already in the fridge so she will have her 12 oz that she normally goes though while I am at work. Taking a peak at the bottles while I am typing looks like I will make my minimum goal for the morning, now off to take a nap until my little one wakes up.