Post by snipsnsnails on May 8, 2013 20:54:14 GMT -5
I had to run an errand. DH got home a little late, so as soon as he walked in the door at 6:30pm, I told him I had to run this errand (it couldn't wait, it had to be done by 7pm). I told him, "When I get home, I will put DD to bed, so if you want to put her in PJs and get her a new diaper, great." I nurse her right before bed.
When I got home, he had put DD to bed and used 5.5oz of my frozen BM! Now, I am down to exactly 4oz of pumped BM. And it will take me more than one pumping session to replace that milk.
Ugh. Ok, typing this out makes me realize I'm a lunatic, but man, is it stressful sometimes to be the sole provider of food up in this hood.
Post by snipsnsnails on May 8, 2013 21:04:07 GMT -5
Haha, guys, I was really going cray-cray! I'm actually a little mortified when I think about it now and what a loon I looked like. I have to go apologize. Bah!
Haha, guys, I was really going cray-cray! I'm actually a little mortified when I think about it now and what a loon I looked like. I have to go apologize. Bah!
I'll help you get started "husband, Im sorry that you made me lose my shit by needlessly giving away precious white gold"
Or something.
I swear at one point in my tirade, I got the lone remaining frozen bag of milk out and said, "Do you know what this signifies? FREEDOM!!"