breast milk, soil

First off, I had a magnificent day after a much more restful night after I did the last post. I even threw both the boys in the glorious stroller and tromped around the lake, less than halfway around the wind died down and it was a good place to be.

Secondly, a tip for all of you out there who may someday find yourself pumping breastmilk. each part of your pump is something equivalent to gold jewelry but not found in all stores. In fact, you may find yourself on a QUEST for a very tiny but not inconsequential part that you did something boneheaded with like left on the counter and who but god knows where it is now?

Also I learned some very valuable tips about handpumps and pumping in general in my first quarter of school, like...
-toilets aren't that comfortable to eat on and pump.
-hand pumps are nice because when you are sitting on the toilet, there are usually no outlets close by.
-if you bring your pump attached to the bottle, an important part to remember is a TOP to CLOSE the milk in the bottle after you are done pumping.

-electric pumps are really nice, and you should get one that does both boobies at the same time if you have to leave milk with any kind of regularity.
-electric pumps are not really nice if you lose a tiny little piece of plastic that connects parts to the pump!!!
-most importantly, until the moment you have to bare your chest and extract milk from it for your precious baby, you don't really get what all the fuss is about pumping space. When that moment arrivese,THEN you understand it perfectly and can't really say anything coherent when some person says "why can't you just use the bathroom?"
-best to make sandwiches or something you can eat with your hands if you have to pump and eat on your break, because it takes one hand, and it's hard to both if you need a fork or something.

I think that breast milk is like soil. Why can you put stuff in the ground and watch it grow? it's just brownish black stuff! Why can you put only these little ounces of white stuff into your baby and watch him/her grow? MIRACLES, thats the only thing i can say about it. try and explain it all day long, and I'm telling you what--nothing can do it.

and finally why are naptimes always so short? i pumped two measly ounces and wrote this, and neglected dinner and the pile of dishes in the sink... and it's already over dammit.


ah well. being a domestic godess is one of those understated professions. I read in an old issue of The Sun that gives me great comfort, "Before enlightenment chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water." i think thats how it goes. Not to suggest that I am at all enlightened, not at all.