It's official, I'm done in pumping. Or should I say my boobs(did I just say boobs?!) are done pumping. I had a goal to make it to at least 6 months, and at 5 and 1/2 months I was basically pumping air from my body. I have tried E V E R Y T H I N G. My last resort was a drug called domperidone, it worked for a while and then suddenly stopped working. This saddens me deeply. I would pump until Davy was 20 if I could. It's been a week now since I last pumped and I keep asking Scott," should I try again? Maybe I can get to work now." Scott thinks I'm crazy. I know this cuz I asked him, "do you think I'm crazy?" And he answered a quick yes. Not even a courtesy pause, like he at least had to think about it. Just yes. Which, duh Scott, every husband knows you are suppose to say NO!! Even if you wife is crazy. SO now I am on the streets trying to hustle for breast milk. I have 3 amazing women who have been helping me out here and there. They are my la leche league. Thanks my lovely milk producing ladies! You know I love you.
P.s. I also have a friend who is the courier of the gold, Thanks to you Suzy. You are more then awesome.