PUMPING MILK

While sitting in this COT room I contemplate why I am doing this. I decided to breast feed so I am in this room pumping out milk to give to the sitter. A cot room... it is this room with a cot bed and a chair with a locked door. I believe the cot is older than I am so we touch nothing while in there. The walls are dull white with a white floor. It could be worse, but I would rather not ask or contemplate what has happened or occurred in this room.

I bought a nice pump and decided I needed one for work as well so I bought a cheaper (not cheap at 100 bucks) pump. I realize why it was so much cheaper. OUCH! After the third day, it was almost unbearable.

So now I am stuck on how to store the milk while at work. I checked the freezer and found it was scarier than the cot room. I found a frozen water bottle. Not sure if the bottle was growing mold or someone was freezing green mush but it was DISGUSTING! I was scared to put the breast milk in there as if there were toxic gases coming from the old food stored. I finally found a spot to put the milk and when I came back someone had moved it. In the process they had gotten ice cream all over my bag. I do not understand how or why people are so inconsiderate of others belongings or just messy individuals. Am I really that rare to want cleanliness and order?

A wonderful moment to offset my awful experience, I got an email from a friend while sitting in the cot room pumping out milk. It was titled "the benefits of breast feeding your baby" which made me feel so much better about sitting in a smelly room with dirty furniture half naked hooked up to a machine that makes farting noise.