It’s official. I did it.
A few weeks ago I shared that I was intimidated by my breast pump. The tubes, the bottles, the confusing instructions, the storage — it all seemed so overwhelming. But I have these deadlines hanging over my head for upcoming events when I have to be away from Cullen for a few hours at a time, so knew that pumping needed to happen sooner than later.
I mentioned recently that a few days ago Cullen slept for over 8 hours one night. When I woke up the next morning, my boobs felt like grapefruits and even after his first feeding I knew there was still so much milk leftover. This was it — the perfect opportunity for my first pumping.
Cullen went to sleep, I got myself a big glass of water, I sat down on the floor of the nursery, and I pulled out the pump. I was finally going to do what I had avoided for weeks. And then I opened the pump to see the first instruction: charge battery for at least 24 hours prior to first use. Breastpump FAIL.
All that anticipation for nothing. But at least I had made the decision to do it, which was probably the hardest part. I charged the battery and sanitized all the parts so that next time I would really be ready.
This morning during Cullen’s first nap, I brought the breast pump back out and decided to give it a go. As expected, it was not nearly as scary or complicated as I had made it out to be, and I’m glad to have that first pumping under my belt. I still feel like I have a lot of questions about the process, but I’m doing lots of reading and research to help feel more comfortable as pumping continues.
I’m planning to feed him directly as often as I possibly can, but I’m not gonna lie — it would be nice to leave my house for more than an hour at a time. I’m hoping that by pumping, Cullen and Casey can have some extra bonding time with the bottle, and mom can have a few hours to herself from time to time. The adventures continue…