Today marks my first day of not pumping at work for the little guy since coming back at the end of May.
I have a decent stash still saved up in the freezer for him to have during the day.
We are less than 2 weeks away from his first birthday.
I am only getting about 3oz while pumping at work.
It is just not worth it to me.
I have quit.
I am still going to nurse him before and after work (and even at night if we still have to go there).
While we are home together all day, I have been supplementing our nursing sessions with at least one sippy cup of frozen breastmilk a day.
It feels good to be done with the stupid pump. We had a love/hate relationship. I loved that I could provide milk for my baby... but I hated pumping... just pure hate.