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I Was Drinking My Own Breast Milk

2017-07-07

So for the last few days, I’ve noticed something weird about the water from our tap. I am ALWAYS thirsty, so I rarely sit down to nurse without filling a glass with ice from our icemaker and water from our Brita filter. And a straw (I am so thirsty that I can’t stand for the ice to get in the way of my immediate gratification as I drink!).

But lately while nursing, I have noticed something a little disconcerting: my water has had some little floaties in it. At first, I thought it was that I hadn’t cleaned the glass or something, but I quickly realized that wasn’t the case. Then, I thought maybe it was my straws: I am running low, so I have been re-using straws instead of getting new ones, and I thought maybe some kind of grunge had built up. But that wasn’t it either. Then I thought for a brief moment that there was something wrong with our water, but then I remembered I NEVER fill it from the tap; I always use Brita water. (Yeah, I’m a little anal about my water!)

drink my breast milkSo a few days ago I did my usual thing in preparation to nurse: got my glass, put in ice cubes from the icemaker (love having an icemaker–the fridge came with the house and the ice comes right out of the door!), then filled it with water from the Brita filter. I set it on my little side table next to the glider and went to get Jamie. I sat down, latched Jamie on, and then went to take a drink of water. This time the floaties were EVERYWHERE! It was like looking through a cloud or something. I stared at my water and tried to figure out what the heck it was.

I poked the straw around in there, and realized that some of the ice looked a little funny: it was all white instead of clear, almost as if it had freezer burn or something. I pulled out one of these oddly shaped white ice cubes and stared at it for a moment. Then, I picked up Jamie (still nursing on the My Best Friend pillow) and almost ran to the fridge. I opened the freezer and, holding Jamie with one hand, I used the other to reach into the ice cube maker and dig around until I found what I had dreaded:

A mangled and half-empty breastmilk storage bag!!

In case you hadn’t already guessed, one of my MANY bags of frozen milk fell down from the shelf above the ice maker into the ice, got churned by the machinery until the bag split, and half of the frozen milk was broken up and formed into little breast milk ice cubes. So for about four days, I was drinking my own breast milk!! And the funny part was–so was my husband every time he had a glass of iced tea. He didn’t find it nearly as amusing as I did. 😉
I know that was kind of long, but I wanted to share that with people who could actually appreciate the humor!!
Ah, the joys of being a working/nursing mother!

 

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