There's no use crying over spilled milk...

Well... it finally happened to me. I have heard horror stories and have friends who have talked about spilling their breast milk after a great pumping session, and I've secretly been smiling inside that nothing like that would happen to me! I've always been extra careful after I'm done, making sure to take my time with everything when putting the cap on, cleaning up, etc. Well, today, I shed some tears over spilled milk. Whoever came up with that phrase, "there's no use crying over spilled milk", never spent precious time during a busy day with needy, sick patients, hurrying to pump milk for their needy, healthy, growing baby at home!! Here's how it happened...

I was already upset and getting worried that I'm not going to be able to keep up with Ru's needs (that whole supply vs. demand thing that Eric learned so much while obtaining his economics degree). She has all of a sudden, maybe a growth spurt?!, decided to eat like a cow! We went out to dinner with Eric's parents last night, took two 4 oz bottles and one 2 oz bottle with us, and between the time we took driving downtown, eating dinner & driving home (maybe 3 and 1/2 hrs?), she ate it all. ALL of it! At daycare this past week, she's downed all the 4 oz bottles we've sent with her... and one day, she even had two back to back at one sitting. So needless to say, we've had to break into some of the frozen supply, and I'm all worried I'm not going to be making enough for her much longer. Once again, we are so anxious for this doctor's appt coming up next Monday the 28th, so we can see what they have to say about her starting real food/cereal/whatever! So anyway, back to the spilled milk... I packed up my supply that I'd gathered during my shift at work (about 14 oz or so..) and headed home. When I got home and opened my bag, there was milk spilled everywhere. One of the bottles did not have the cap on securely, and needless to say, it went everywhere. I ended up with maybe about 8 oz left, barely two bottles for Alli! I was in tears. Eric had gone to get us Subway for dinner, and when he came home, I was shaking from being so upset, and had my whole frozen stock out of the freezer just to count again & see where we stood with supply. We're fine and I think things are going to be fine, but it's still so upsetting! Such hard work, all down the drain... or in this case, down the side of my bag....