Yesterday I had a day trip to DC. And it was a LONG day. I left the house at 8am and, though I landed back in NY at 10pm, I didn't get home until nearly 1:30am because I had to wait at the airport until almost 1am for my pump, which didn't make it on my flight (and which I had to check due to its forbidden contents of milk and ice). Then, this morning, I discovered that a part on my pump had been broken in transit in such a way that the pump doesn't pump. And since I am headed back to DC well before the crack of dawn tomorrow (mere hours from now) for an overnight trip, I am having a replacement part overnighted to the office where my meeting will be tomorrow (thank you UPS - and a special thanks to my corporate expense account, which will be picking up the tab for the rush delivery).
I think that the universe is definitely trying to tell me that it is about time to give up the pumping! I'll be back in DC for another day trip on the 30th and am hoping to travel without my pump that day...
I'll be home from DC late Friday afternoon and am very much looking forward to the weekend.
2 comments:
You are such a trooper to continue breastfeeding for Carter when you have these obstacles to overcome. He's a very fortunate boy to have you for his mother. Love.Mom
Mama H is right. It's amazing what you do every day--I'm in awe.
For what it's worth, by the time Thomas was 11 months we were down to nursing in the early morning and once before bed, so I didn't pump during the day. I realize this doesn't help on business trips (maybe a little).
Just one more month and he can drink cow's milk! That really simplified our lives.
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