My issue is with pumping. During the summers I spend almost 10 hours at the office - 4 days a week; which means that I should really be pumping 4 times a day. But do I? No. I just don't have time. Between meetings, appointments and office-sharing I'm lucky to get in two sessions. And this, of course has an effect on my supply. So I try to make it up on the weekends - as if it were a lactation vacation - and my body can't keep up. So I juggle a whole set of different feelings: anger, resentment, and disappointment. It would be different if I didn't love nursing - I know it's a struggle for some, but I've been lucky. And I have found those minutes every day as a I time to not only bond with my son, but to reflect, meditate and give thanks.
But pumping sucks (pun intended.) And it's the worst part of mommy-hood. I would easily trade in my Medela Pump for a pail of dirty diapers and twelve buckets of drool. Yes, I hate it. Not as much as I hate ketchup. But close. Very, very close.