I've become one of those people who is a threat to nurse their kid until he's a teenager.
Seriously. I now see how it happens.
However. I am slowly slowly heading towards Boob Liberation Day (BLD). Just much more slowly than I anticipated.
You know, I started out all, no way am I going to pump! I'm going to breastfeed until I have to go back to work and that is that.!
And then I got all sore-nippled and wandered around half-naked and the PPD was crushing and I felt so suffocated and just plain trapped under the weight of my child and milk-filled boobs. And I just wanted my body back. I wanted someone else to feed the kid. Every single day I decided I would get through one more day of nursing, and then I could quit.
And then suddenly it got easy and fun. Even if we didn't have as much of a mutual bond as I believed.
So then I decided we'd get to six months. Six months would be my cutoff point.
And then six months arrived. And I decided I'd just nurse morning and night. No more pumping. Because it's the pumping I'm sick of.
But this doesn't exactly work if I nurse on the weekends. Which I do.
So now I pump once a day if I can get away with it without my boobs exploding. I sometimes picture them exploding in a meeting. Or while walking down the hall.
I'll be sitting at a conference table or walking past someone's office, and all of a sudden, BLAM! PFFFSSSSSHHHHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSSHS!
So now I'm thinking seven months. Seven months. BLD, here I come.
And then, then my friends, I am having a big fat BLD happy hour.
I totally know how you feel about BLD. My goal was a year. One year of nursing- easy peasy. One year of pumping at work four-five times a day? Screw that straight on to hell.
ReplyDeleteBut I did it. And I'm proud of it. And I'm now pregnant and exhausted at the thought of pumping one single drop. *sigh* These are our crosses to bear, no?
(I'm a recently new reader and think you're just what I needed.)
I'm in the same place. My boy is nearly 7 months. Pumping at work is not enjoyable and nearly impossible to find time.
ReplyDeleteI gave him 6+ months- which is a pretty damn fine start to life.
I just love the fact that you have a category named "boobs". You're damn right you get to have a BLD happy hour! I would too!
ReplyDeleteSara - Welcome! Congrats - I do think going a whole year is an accomplishment! I could do it if I stayed home, but the pumping just sucks.
ReplyDeleteAnd I am sure that being pregnant again is totally exhausting even without the future pumping planning!
feisty - I feel good about getting to six months. Yes! It is definitely a damn fine start to life.
I am so getting straight to work on a BLD cocktail.
ReplyDeleteAlso, BLD could stand for Boozy Libation Drunk. Coincidence? I think not.
Wahkonamama - Well, yah. There turned out to be a number of boob posts that needed to be categorized.:)
ReplyDeleteAnd I am looking forward to it.
Dagny - Ohhh, it's extraordinary that you said that, because I was just thinking, what would be the perfect BLD drink? And not in a "Let's do slippery nipple shots!" kind of way.
And some people believe there are no coincidences...hmm.
Yay LG art! If you could time the blam with Nick's band drum major routine on the way to work....that would be priceless.
ReplyDeleteI'm so impressed by your art skills. Well done, lady!
ReplyDeleteFunny, I'm reading your post at my desk with one boob out and my pump pumping away... I've been thinking a LOT lately about getting my boobs back, but then I go to the store and see how much formula costs, or I get up in the middle of the night and nurse my little man to sleep, and I can't imagine losing that closeness. So then it's another day back to work with storage bags, valves, milk collection bottles, etc. My goal was 6 months. We're now at 8+ months. Every month is a small victory for me. But yeah, once he's a year old, the pump goes into storage.
ReplyDeleteYour first drink at the BLD Happy Hour will be on my tab.
ReplyDeleteI was just asking D last night if he'd be ok if I just kept bfeeding at night. I really didn't think I'd be into it - my goal was to make it through 6 months and that's Thursday. Stopping? Nope.
ReplyDeleteThe thought of weaning makes me nervous frankly but so does the thought of my 3 year old raising my shirt to get a drink. Shudder.
i want to be at the BLD happy hour! i can't make it to your hood until late spring so it may need to be 8 or 9 months until BLD? i mean, because you're obviously planning it around me and my schedule and all.
ReplyDeleteI? Am a HUGE FAN of this idea.
ReplyDeleteJust let me know when and where. :-)
I'm all for nursing. Amazing thing. Then, you have my cousin, who's son is nearly 3. He orders her to "sit!" and goes digging for her boob under her shirt. Um. Could I request you NOT do that? It really is a touch creepy. I'm just sayin' . . .
ReplyDeleteHKW - This idea makes me laugh. Although once I realized that the blam would be my boobs exploding, it made me a little less laugh-y. :)
ReplyDeleteHillary - Why, thank you!
Luna - I know! The nursing to sleep is the sweetest thing. Or first thing in the morning. It's just so close and snuggly and amazing.
refugee - Awesome! Thank you! And actually, YOU are a perfect person to ask for suggestions on the BLD cocktail!
KLZ - I totally understand both your points. At least there's a lot of space between 6 months and 3 years.
brookem - Ohhh, I would love it! He'll be 7 months in a week and a half (!), so it could push closer to 8 months...And I'm not going to have the HH the minute I wean him.
LiLu - Awesomeness! Oooh, I am liking this idea more and more! I will, I will!
cla517 - I am with you. I would seriously keep going with this for much longer if I were home...but I feel like when it's at the point where they can undo your buttons and talk about your boobs, it's time.
BLD day!
ReplyDeleteas you and i are on the exact same schedule (with the august 19th birth and all) you'll have to keep us posted on the big day.
i so can't decided on my BLD. the thing about my exploding boobs and work is... i'm a bartender sooooo, the longer the night, the bigger the boobs, the more generous the tips!
still - i miss my wee bobbies.