Yesterday morning, I was awake bright and early, but Oliver was not. He slept through the night! There was much rejoicing, and then the realization that I had an opportunity at hand. So, I grabbed the breast-pump, and VOILA! Free food for Oliver.
That’s right–the staff at the hospital gave me this pump as a parting gift after Oliver’s delivery. In fact, I have two pumps, with two bottles each, from the births of my two children. So what if I my hands get a little more exercise than with the more upscale versions? I don’t mind. For me, this milk equals a night on the town with my handsome husband, or an afternoon of shopping without the kids in tow. It’s liquid gold!