I started pumping today. I want to build up a decent supply of breastmilk in my freezer, so I want to start pumping every day. So, about an hour after one of Hazel’s feedings, I pumped. And let me tell you–there is nothing sexier than double pumping. It’s way more effective for gettin’ the milk out, but awkward! It would be handy to have a third arm–so that I’d have one to hold each pump thing, and one to flip the switch.
So, I pumped. And at Hazel’s next feeding, Conner gave her her very first bottle (which she took to like a champ, which made me cry), and I pumped again.
Welcome to the age of the cow. Ahhh, the good life.