As we get closer to Trent's first birthday, I keep evaluating my milk supply. I am constantly counting how much I have frozen and how long that will last us as I try to figure out when I can stop pumping. I love nursing, but being a working mom makes it really difficult to pump...so I'm looking forward to not having to lug around that bag every day.
But anyway...back to my funny story about milk...I was reminded of this as I have milk on the brain. {grin}
This was back on our trip to San Francisco. I had to pump while there (duh), so I requested a fridge be put in my room. So during the day while at my training, I would pump, and I brought some frozen milk from home with us. Well, one night I'm looking at my laptop on the floor of my room (which connected to my parents' room), and my dad walks into my room. He says, "I really want a glass of milk." and walks over to the fridge. Um, WHAT?!? I thought he had to be setting me up for some funny joke. But no...he walks over to the fridge and opens the door and pulls out...a pint of COW'S MILK that he had bought that day at a convenience store down the street!! I was so shocked at first thinking he was talking about MY milk. Not sure if anyone finds that funny, but I still laugh when I think about it. :)
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I think working moms who pump for their babies deserve a serious gold star although I am a bit biased. :) I can't tell you how many awkward conversations I had with male coworkers when I was on business trips and needed to make a random stop. I'm seriously impressed that you are going to make it the full year!
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