This post is going to take the place of my of my planned "Pumping the boobs" post, since it includes the awkward work moments & "the freezer stash", but I'm going to leave the tips N tricks up to the real experts.
The worst thing that could happen to a working/nursing/pumping mom, happened to me this past weekend. There was a lot going on, depressing family stuff mixed in with good family stuff that just kept us busy from Saturday morning thru Sunday night. So I will give myself a break and not get into "WHY did this have to happen to meeeee?" It was an ACCIDENT. For once, I'm not going to blame my lack of having my shit together for what happened.
The milk I pumped at work on Friday got left on the kitchen counter all. damn. weekend.
Spoiled, sour breastmilk. I get teary-eyed just typing that. Any mama out there who pumps knows just how hard you work for every stinking drop.
I personally spend about an hour during my workday in an office by myself, pumping. (Thank God for my iPod touch.) It's difficult to describe the awkwardness that is pumping at work but (of course) I'll try. First, let me say that at no time do I feel ashamed of breastfeeding or pumping. As I've said before, I love it. I'm proud of the fact that the girls are still going strong. But, it's a little weird when you're in the kitchen washing a breast shield while the newly married, 25 year old attorney is trying to butter his toast. Like I'm an old, haggard, curlers & green faced scary vision of the wife-turns-mother stereotype.
What's MORE awkward is that I email my boss every time I go to pump, because we wouldn't want him to be looking for me. To be clear, I do not have the type of job where something needs to get done this minute. Also, when I came back after maternity leave, I was completely open about the fact that I would need a few minutes twice a day to pump, even offered to have that time deducted from my pay. He assured me this wouldn't be necessary (although I don't think either one of us figured the arrangement would last as long as it has). So yes, I am very grateful that my employer is so supportive.
On the other hand, I have the GUILT. There have been so many times that I'll be sitting there, and something I forgot to do will pop into my head. It's so easy to get distracted, and pumping (at least until the initial let-down) is something you have to kind of concentrate on. So I set up the iPod to get my work email. That way, I'll know what's going on, and what I'll have waiting for me when I'm done.
But even that didn't quell the GUILT. So I set up the phone so that I could answer it while pumping. Weird, yeah... but I don't think the pump is THAT loud, and if it is audible through the phone, I doubt anyone would know what they're hearing anyway.
And STILL, a couple weeks go, he came down the hall and stood outside the door... "Sara, come see me when you're done, ok?"
For cryin out loud.
And THEN: On his way out the door the other day, he asks if I could shorten my trips to the back office. The best I could do was "I'll try." Really dude... there's no way for me to make it squirt out faster. Trust me, I would if I could. I don't ENJOY being hooked up to this think like Bessie every day.
Anyway, the overall point of this nonsense is that I'm sad. Very sad, and mourning the loss of a day's worth of milk. I go through a lot to get it, and I'm also afraid that because of this my freezer "stash" is now gone. Wiped out. There was one?
This makes me want to cry all over again. I worked SO HARD for that! And now it's GONE! I wanted so badly to use that milk to think his cereal, to mix it with his first foods... and it's gone. I have no backup.
So I don't know where we'll go from here, but it's not going to be like I thought it would. Mix the cereal with water? Start mixing some formula in with my breastmilk for his bottles at daycare?
Eh, who knows, but long as I have my boys with me, I know it'll work out.
The clock on the wall says 5:15, time to go home. Tomorrow's another day, which to me just means that the struggle to get through today is over... and here's hoping that tomorrow's battle is just a little easier.
I'm so sorry. I understand, I pump on and off and it's so rough when something happens. For me, it's when Bella won't take a bottle that day and I'm left with a whole thing of milk that gets poured down the drain. Horrible.ReplyDelete
Your boss sounds like a pain. I would like to throat punch him.
This hurt my soul!!! I feel your pain, mama! There is something in my genetics that keeps me from being able to freeze breastmilk. I say genetics b/c apparently my sister had the same problem. Freezer + my milk = spoiled. It was tragic when I realized that. I had to mix in some formula for a few days... just an ounce here and there to catch up a few times. Give yourself a break though, you're doing AWESOME!ReplyDelete
Oh, I feel for you. It is a horrible thing. The last time J was watched by his aunt I sent two bags of milk and when I got home around 10 I didn't even think to look in there. There was 6oz just gone. Had to throw it out. And pumping at work is sooo awkward! I feel your pain on that too. I love the breastfeeding part. But the pumping part, well I wish there was another way because I HATE it!ReplyDelete
Oh and ps I'm from Ohio too so its nice to see someone else from Ohio too :)
Awe so sorry:(ReplyDelete
Wanted to invite you to check out my site for moms
chatterscene dot com
Awww...I appreciate the honesty of this post and I just wish that everything will be easier for you. You are an admirable mother.ReplyDelete
I'm sure glad that your boss supports you even though he may be just a little clueless. I know you well enough that the rest of your time is given 110% so don't sweat the pump time. Quality is always better than quantity...well maybe not always when it comes to breastmilk I guess you want both. :)) Love YaReplyDelete
Thanks for all the love everyone... I've added in a pumping session during my day so hopefully I can "train" the girls and make up a little!ReplyDelete