Life of a pumper...

This post may not be appropriate for younger audience..

Or men... Read at your free will.

I just got done pumping... it won't be the last time today, I will have at least 3 more pumps today.

After pumping for 6 months, I am not ashamed to say, I CANT WAIT TO BE DONE.

Don't get me wrong.. I LOVE breastfeeding. It's the greatest bond I could have with my son, and I enjoy it thoroughly. Even though lately he seems to busy to want to nurse.. he's getting so big. I am so happy that I was able to have this opportunity to nourish my baby. It was one of the BIGGEST things that I wanted to do, and I stuck to it, and I am so happy that I did.

But pumping? It can shove it. I spend at minimum and hour of my day pumping..

and lately, its been so much work, for so little produced!

Its actually getting depressing, but I am so close to hitting that 1 year mark. Yes, dear lord my baby will be one in just 3 months. That was my goal, make it to a year. I know I will make it to that year, but unfortunately, my supply just doesn't want to support the 3 a day bottles my little piggy is wanting.

Decisions, decisions. Not that I have anything against formula, I just personally didn't want to go there. I have some milk stashed away from the beginning when i was a walking cow... so I know I have a few weeks left to use for fillers.

One year, One year.. just have to make it to one year.

BUT - I am so ready to stop being that pumping mom.. who at work has to close her office door so many times a day... sit and have my ladies feel like they are being pulled for one lousy bottle these days.

Oh the things we do for our babies!

One day Ill be able to look back on this and be proud though, and say, yes I did it.. and yes, I miss it.

Until then... I HATE YOU PUMPING.