#1 - When you’re putting on a turtleneck, don’t forget to remove your glasses.
I got 6oz when I pumped at 10:30!! Woo! Possible explanations:
- The work I’ve been doing pumping after I’m empty is paying off.
- I turned the suction up to 11.
Vera ate at 7:00 last night, then slept from 10:00 to 5:00am. I fed her at 5:00, then I planned to try and feed her again and 7:15 because I only had 3 bottles made for today, and she eats at 10:00, 1:00, and 4:00 while I’m at work. She wouldn’t eat at 7:15 (partially bc she had to go to the bathroom) so I waited 15 minutes and tried again. She still wouldn’t eat, but I’d already let down, so I figured I should pump and then just give my mom the bottle to give her when she wakes up. The electric pump stuff was cleaned, sterilized, and packed for work today, so I figured I’d use the manual pump really quickly. I tried and couldn’t even get an oz. WTF? I thought it might just be the manual pump, so I got the electric one out and tried that. Same thing (both sides). FFFF! I have no idea what’s going on. I also have no idea what to do. She’s never eaten formula. I don’t think the best time to try is when I am not around, and I only have 3 bottles made (no back-up bc I didn’t know I was coming back to work). Anyway, hopefully she ate enough at 5:00 to sustain her until at least 9:00 or 9:30, then she won’t be too far off schedule, and I’ll just have to feed her at 6:00 tonight instead of 7:00. Anyway, situations like this make it impossible for me to figure out what time I will be able to leave for work on any given day, especially when she starts daycare after Thanksgiving. I don’t know what to do. I pump until they’re empty the 3 times I pump/day, but I can usually only get 4oz total at each session, and she eats 4, so I don’t have any left…shouldn’t my body be getting the message to send more? I guess I’ll have to start pumping every night at 10:00 for backup, and so my body doesn’t get even lazier.
I hate that I didn’t even get to enjoy one of the very few waking hours I’ll get to see her today.
F pumping, F mornings like this, and F this whole effing situation. FFF!
This morning, while sterilizing bottles (my second to LEAST favorite thing about this back to work, baby in daycare situation [the first being that I have to put Vera in daycare in the first place]) I had The Way You Love Me by Faith Hill in my head. I don’t really know the song, so I was forced to keep repeating the part I do know which is:
If I could grant, you one wish, I wish you could see the way you kiss
Ooh, I love watching you, baby.
When you’re driving me (pause) crazy
Then on to the refrain:
Ooh, I love the way you
Love the way you love me
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be
Ooh to feel the way I feel with your arms around me
I only wish that you could see the way you love me.
Here’s my main problem with the song: The line “If I could grant, you one wish, I wish you could see the way you kiss” doesn’t make any sense! She’s talks about granting him the wish, then she says “I wish.” First of all, she’s making the wish, not Tim Mcgraw (I assume the song’s about her husband). Second, I am sure if he were granted one wish, that would not be the one.
I know this is random, and no one cares, but it’s quiet here, and I have no one else to talk to about this right now. Have a nice day!
First of all, I love Christmas, and I love Christmas musics (the classics, as well as “All I Want for Christmas is You” by Mariah Carey, and “My Only Wish This Year” by Brittney Spears - I KNOW!). The 24/7 Christmas music has started, and I’m thrilled, even though it’s a little early. Anyway, I’m sitting here in my car waiting for the rest of the Holiday Committee to get here so we can start the long process of buying a $10 gift for each our 464 employees (we wrap them too- so much fun!) and I’m listening to the radio. So this song came on, and the title must be “Christmas Shoes” or something like that. Anyway, it ranks up there with “Butterfly Kisses” for its phony and manipulative sentimentality. It’s absolutely wretched. It’s about a little boy with a sick mom who wants to buy some shoes but runs out of pennies, so the narrator saves the day (natch) and puts up the rest of the money, all the while rediscovering what Christmas is all about. Barf! It even includes the line (multiple times) “If Mamma meets Jesus tonight.” I am Catholic, and I love Jesus, but I don’t like the way that’s thrown in there. It’s like the icing on the cake of manipulation that is this song.
Anyway, I am all about giving and the true meaning of Christmas, but COME ON! Is this necessary?
“Etubrute-like”
Thanks, nudawn! That made me lol.
So, apparently, Vera is surviving and thriving without me. It’s a blow to the ego, but I’m happy she’s doing well. I have this fear that she’s going to forget that I’m her mom, and that she’ll end up liking her daycare teacher more than she likes me since she will be with her more/week than I will. Other moms have said they felt the same way, so at least I know I’m not crazy. I just wish I could explain to her that I have to go to work but that I’ll be back to get her later. I guess after a few days she’ll figure that out.
Ugh!!!
First day back and I already have a Holiday Committee meeting. Party planning is my favorite type of work!
Because I am awesome.
It didn’t really matter what time I got here today, because I don’t have email, voicemail, or our system, so there’s really nothing I can do other than wait on IT. Fine with me!!
This means the return of Why I Was Late. This also means getting to hang out with my friends every day, so that’s fun!
