Bittersweet....

This is the remains of what was a freezer full of breast milk. It was leftover from the milk I pumped while the babes were in the NICU and weren't eating much. There are still two friends who have freezer fulls as well (thanks girls!). Unfortunately, all of the milk is expired and must be poured down the drain. As I was pouring container after container down the drain and rinsing them and drying them to be used for my mama's beads and other thrifty uses, it felt bittersweet. Bitter that I didn't get the milk donated in time so that someone else could use it (oh, the guilt!). Bitter that all those hours of pumping/pumping/pumping/labeling/storing was going down the drain.

Sweet that the pumping did fulfill its purpose in keeping the milk a flowin until the babies were ready, sweet that my breast milk is plentiful and the reserves weren't needed, sweet that at least my mom and her thrifty friend Barb will use the containers:), and sweet most of all that there were two healthy babies sleeping in our bed while i was pouring/rinsing/drying....





Of course I'd do it all again if need be, but here's to hoping the next time around will be a little ...more simple:) Jen