Pump & Dump

I had to dump out about 60 oz of breastmilk the other day. It's like throwing away hard earned cash. Hard. And no, it's not because I had a night out and too much to drink. The fridge in my hotel room must have not been working properly while I was at that conference last week. When I got back home I noticed that all of the milk had a funny, well disgusting, smell. Breastmilk isn't supposed to smell like anything. I am glad that I noticed it though before making you eat expired milk.

Speaking of breastmilk, I think we are approaching the end of breastfeeding. It's not over yet, but we are getting close. While at the conference, I got increasingly lazy about pumping when I should have. It doesn't take long for the supply to slip away, and it's hard to get it back. I haven't mentioned yet that your first tooth made it's appearance a couple of weeks back. And yes, you have bitten down, hard. It's only happened once so far. Ouch!!! I couldn't help but cry out. You looked at me confused followed by a big smile. I wasn't smiling and have been anxious about that happening again. You are also very distracted now when breastfeeding, constantly looking away at what else is happening...wait was that bella that just walked by (you turn head and look)? or oh, wait, is that papa going up the stairs?
Since last week, I am making half the milk during the day than what I used to. I don't think it will come back. I was actually hoping that we would find the right time to stop together, which I feel like we are. I didn't have a plan to how long I would breastfeed. The plan was to wait and see.

I am thankful that we have come this far without real complications or infections. Sure it was painful the first 10 days, but that was to be expected. High five, son!