Posts Tagged ‘pumping’

Spilled Milk

July 6, 2010

At 6 this morning, I went into the kitchen to find my lunch for today, only to discover the freezer door half-way open. To my dismay, all of Evie’s milk – at least 120 ounces – was mostly or partially thawed. Breastmilk cannot be refrozen once thawed, and is only safe for a baby to consume within 24 hours after thawing, so in just one night at least two-thirds of her stash (the rest is in my mother’s freezer at her house) was gone.

I’m bummed, but only because of the sheer waste of milk bags (which are expensive), time (pumping out that much milk is not exactly a jolly good time), and liquid gold (we can always buy more meat and ice cream, but breastmilk is significantly rarer to come by). I’d been casually considering donating a lot of our stash milk to help out a mother and child who need it, which requires a 100 ounce minimum, so Eve was probably never going to get much of that milk anyway. But still, this was a waste.

I’ll do something with it, although it sucks that I only have 24 hours (and, of course, I have class tonight, so I can’t even get started until after 9 pm). The thought of staying up late tonight doesn’t exactly thrill me, as I am already exhausted, but I just can’t let that milk all go to waste.

I would write more, but the heat (high of 104 degrees today and a code red air quality day – UGH) and my lack of energy are making it difficult for me to think. Bah.

Pumping FAIL

April 23, 2010

I had to leave work 30 minutes early yesterday because I ran out of milk bags, so I had no place to store my milk after my second pumping session of the day. I went home, pumped, and enjoyed the rest of the evening with my family. Naturally, when I went back to work the next day (today), I forgot one teensy little thing: MILK BAGS. Again

So at 10:30 this morning I found myself with about 7.5 ounces of milk sitting on the desk in front of me and no place to store it. I considered making a run to Target to buy some bags, but that would mean leaving my milk unprotected from dust motes and bugs while I was gone since I didn’t have lids for the bottles I’d pumped into.  And there was always the chance that, no matter where I put them, they might get knocked over and spill the milk of my labor everywhere (a thought that no breastfeeding mother likes to entertain). 

So this is the elegant solution that I came up with: 

A Dasani bottle filled partially with breastmilk

I did what I had to do.


[The image shows a Dasani water bottle filled partially with breastmilk.]* 

We may not give Eve this milk anyway since the bottle, though fresh out of the vending machine, was not exactly sterilized. But I might use it to make crepes or something this weekend so that at least it doesn’t go to waste. 


*I’ll be adding descriptions for the images that I post on my blog for folks that are visually impaired and/or rely on screen readers to browse the web.