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If lactating offends you, feel free to stop reading HERE.

I breastfeed my babies,

proudly,

long term,

as in YEARS,

not months.

I believe in child directed weaning,

(for the most part)

which means,

I am currently producing milk for two children.

Yes, you read that right,

TWO children.
That means that I have PLENTY of milk to go around.



That isn't my confession.

I went to a work conference the other day
an hour away from home.
It was an all day event.
I had to leave at 7 AM.
Fuzzy woke up at 6:00 and I fed him then, and tried again before I left, but he wasn't interested.

5 minutes away from my destination,
I remembered...

I forgot my breast pump.

 Fuzzy eats when ever he wants.
I feed him on demand,
several times a day, and a couple times at night.
He eats a lot.
(yes, he also eats baby food)
Peachy nurses at nap time and bedtime and sometimes in the morning.

I arrived at the conference and was feeling confident that I would be OK without my pump.
I don't know what I was thinking.

The I made it through the first presenter with no problem.
I started feeling uncomfortable during the 2nd session.

Lunch time.
I am becoming VERY uncomfortable.
I just happened to be sitting next to a lactation consultant who suggested I try to hand express.
Well, that didn't work.

The next presentation was all about maternal/infant skin to skin after delivery and how it relates to breastfeeding success....
Well, that just made the situation worse, now I was leaking all over the place.
Good thing I was wearing a sweater.
Full, leaking, and miserable.
I couldn't sit still,
I couldn't concentrate,
and I was just moments away from breaking into tears  :*(

FINALLY a break!
The presentation got out early.
I got into the car and drove as fast as I could to the nearest store.
They only had an electric breast pump....for $98.

Fortunately there was a Toys R Us across the street,
surely they would have SOMETHING to relieve the pain!
I was starting to become irrational and sweaty.

They had one, yes ONE manual pump, and I scooped it up.
Oh was I desperate.
It didn't matter the cost, or the brand, or the anything.....
as long as it was a manual pump.


I could NOT wait to get back to the conference to pump,
so I drove to the nearest park,
(3 blocks away)
parked in the shade and pumped.

8 oz.

on one side.


The kit only came with 2 5 oz bottles,
so I had to dump some of it out.
That broke my heart.
But, I felt SO much better.


I made it back to the conference just in time for the last presentation .

You can bet that I won't do THAT again....