Three ounces in twenty-five minutes.
This is fairly frightening as it is the second day of dismal supply (completely tied to my total body sickness from the food poisoning I mentioned in my last post). I have gone from a six to eight ounces in ten minutes pumper to half that, and I don't know where to go from here. I feel so bad when June nurses and nurses and doesn't get anything.
Early on, pumping woes included things like spills, daily cleanup of my pumping products, milk stains on my clothes, and the time it consumed.
But then I embraced pumping and began to love the connection it gave me to June. Even when I am not with her, I am still providing for her. I even pumped during a cross-country trip this summer in the car, sitting beside her in the back seat and passing her bottles of expressed milk. It has been a point of pride.
Granted, thoughts of weaning have been on the horizon as we approach June's one year birthday. But we're over a month shy of that. I do have lots of frozen supply to use in the meantime, but I don't know how long it will last. Stay tuned folks... there will be more on this topic I'm sure.