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Putting away the Pump.

Posted: June 30th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Breastfeeding | Tags: Blog Hop, Breastfeeding, Breastfeeding Blog Hop, Pumping, Weaning | 6 Comments »

This post is part of the Breastfeeding Blog Hop hosted by Life with Levi and co-hosted by Diary of a Devil Dog Wife and myself. Each week we choose a different subject connected to Breastfeeding. Link up your posts and join in the conversation!

This week we’re talking about Pumping!

With both of my pregnancies I was pumping from day one. It’s not my favorite thing, but it was necessary. Nurse, pump, supplement, nurse, pump, supplement….I pumped 2-3 times a night at work for months and it served it’s purpose well for us. But, I was happy to leave it behind a few months ago when I started saying home.

With Judah nursing every 90 minutes to 2 hours there was no point in continuing. He could get the milk out much better than a pump ever could, so I stopped. Now that he’s weaned down to pretty much only nursing after dark it does make me wonder if I should pump, just to keep things going.

But what would the point be? We’re almost at a year, which was my long-term goal. He’s drinking cows milk and eating three meals of table foods a day. I’m just having a hard time giving it up. But I don’t want to pump. I *really* don’t want to pump.

So that’s where we are. Almost at the end. I’m going to let this ride and not try to save it with power pumping or Reglan or Fenugreek. This one is all Judah. When he’s done, he’s done.


BFBH Week 23: Back to Work!

Posted: June 9th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Breastfeeding | Tags: #Judahthetank, Blog Hop, Blogging, Breastfeeding, Family, Feelings, Lincoln, Lincolnton and Wy, Nursing in Public, Pumping, Wyatt | 8 Comments »

This post is part of the Breastfeeding Blog hop, hosted each Thursday and Friday by Life with Levi and co-hosted by myself and Diary of a Devil Dog Wife. The topic is new every week, join us!

During both of my pregnancies I knew that I would be going back to work at some point. For better or worse, that was the plan. Because of this I started pumping pretty much from day one. Maybe day two. I was always feed, pump, supplement or feed, pump, freeze. Always the pumping.

Of course I pumped at work as well. I was lucky in the fact that I had my own office where I could hole up and pump three times a night, but for the most part it wasn’t enough. Because of certain rules my company had in place, I was only afforded two 15-minute breaks and one 30-minute break. It would have been much better for my if I had been able to do three 20-minutes breaks, but it wasn’t an option. 15 minutes to set up, pump through 2 let-downs and clean-up and be back to work? It’s almost impossible. but, I suppose as long as I was given the option and the space to do it they don’t have to go out of their way to make it work for me.

Because of supply issues I was never able to build up any sort of stash for Judah. There were many mornings (I worked overnight) that my husband would frantically call and want to know if I could get home early because the milk was gone and Judah was going crazy. Of course I was a good little breastfeeding Mama and I didn’t dare let him have formula. It was so much better to torture him by not letting him eat! That’s sarcasm, in case you didn’t catch it. Eventually I did have to get formula because I couldn’t keep leaving work early and I was already pumping around the clock and nursing and it was never ever enough. He was like a bottomless pit.

In my experience, I really don’t know how you can sustain both breastfeeding and pumping while working. I could see exclusively pumping, because you aren’t feeding the baby and then trying to build up a stash with what is left, one or two ounces at a time. Judah could put down 8 ounces in a sitting at 3 months old. I could only pump between 2-6 ounces in a session. It just never equaled out.

Eventually I ended up staying home and although it wasn’t the only reason or even the main reason, a big reason we came to the decision was to salvage what was left of breastfeeding with Judah. I had to quit my job to make it work. In the months that followed I spent the better part of my day parked on the couch with Judah nursing and me tweeting on my Blackberry. A lot of things didn’t get done, but the most important thing was nursing Judah.

And that was enough for me.