I am pumping right now. Isn't modern medicine pretty amazing. I get to work full time and have an infant. Yay America... Obviously I'm joking. I have several draft posts from the last 7.5 months of being a mom of two, and I just havent had the where with all to finish them.
This week at work I had an opportunity for some training that can really advance my career so of course I took it. Only problem, up until last week I had been pumping 3 times a day still. I am so relieved I have had success pumping with baby pajamas, since it didnt happen at all with little pajamas. Daddy Pajamas has been instrumental to our success breastfeeding with this second baby.
But I cant help but think about how much of my time I'm spending attached to my pump and not my baby. I love that I can provide for him and it saves us money, but what benefits are we losing out on from not actual breast feeding all the time?
I have to go to much greater lenghts to keep my supply up. I constantly worry about it and it means letting him eat as much as he wants all night long. ... Long story short now that baby pajamas is eating more solids I'm finally decreasing down to twice a day. And this week I'm only getting in once a day. Its hard, and I just keep reminding myself he's worth it and wete saving so much money on formula.
Pump, I both love and hate you.
