HUTH ... kinda

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Registered: 09-01-2004
HUTH ... kinda
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Fri, 03-18-2011 - 8:28am

I am thinking about HUTH now ... sorta. I stopped pumping at work at the end of the year because I was not making enough in my mind to justify dragging all that to work with me. I was still pumping before and after work. Like I have for the last 6 months I have slowly declined in the amount of milk I make every day. I am now down to 1.5-2 ounces a day. It is a lot of work to pump and clean for so little milk. So this week I decided to test hand expressing milk into a bottle. It has been going really well. I have even increased the amount of times I express because it is so much easier to grab a bottle and squeeze a little milk out while watching tv. LOL So I think I will finish cleaning and packing up my pump to put it away for next time. I am really sad about it. But it is almost a freeing feeling. My goal has shifted over the last 9 months. My most recent goal was to make it to 9 months with at least supplying him a "shot" of breast milk every day. I know 2 ounces isn't much but it is still something. I think I might even be able to make it to a year by hand expressing. I have a few small bottle frozen still. I am saving those for when my breasts completely dry up so we can make it another week or two. I think I might start crying when I actually put my pump back in the box and put it up on the shelf. I have really loved giving Wyatt breast milk even if it is only a tiny bit every day. It makes me happy and feel good. I have learned a lot and plan on pumping exclusively again when we have another baby.

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Registered: 08-05-2010
Fri, 03-25-2011 - 12:17am

I can understand the mixed emotions. I constantly struggled with my milk supply from about 3 months post partum and finally had to let go at 9.5 months. It was difficult to finally say 'enough!' and pack up the pump. While it was sad, it was really liberating. It was nice to be able to go out with my friends for a night and not have to drag a pump along or have to race home with exploding boobs.