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| August 3rd 2013- Chicago, IL |
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| The first outlet we found that didn't work... |
I had a very busy day yesterday filled with packing,
errands, and hanging out in the city with my best friends for the BACKSTREET BOYS concert.
Yes. I am THAT girl. I loved them when I was a teen and I
still have LOVE for them! They were so AWESOME by the way...my love has been
rekindled...I lost my voice from all the sceaming/singing we did...and I plan
to buy their new album soon!
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| CREEEEEEPY!! |
Anyhow-I am still typing up my “BREASTFEEDING BUCKET LIST” to share with you but today; I
wanted to share the most unconventional place I had to find to pump since I was
away from Estella for an extended period of time.
Some of you are probably thinking I could have just waited
it out to get home, but after 2 excruciating experiences with multiple plugged
ducts that almost led to mastitis, I packed up my pump along with my purse to
head out to Chicago. 
I thought I was so prepared. I even packed up a small cooler
to store the milk and everything. Then as I was about to pump in the car on the
way to the concert, I realized the biggest mistake of them all.
I forgot to grab batteries for the battery pack option of
the pump. UGH dummy! I’m so use to having access to an outlet, that I didn’t
even consider batteries. Then 5 seconds later after realizing the dread of it,
my boobs reminded me. I had letdown and they were starting to feel “hard”. My
heart dropped. Oh no....should I just rough it out and risk getting plugged
ducts or just carry my sexy (not sexy...haha) pump backpack around while
looking for outlets?!!
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| Yup...it's happening.... |
Well after parking in the parking garage, we got lost trying
to get out.. but it actually worked out for us. We found an outlet and yes it
was out in the open, but I didn’t care. My friends shielded me and I had my
boob out and everything...and yes people walked by.....then oh no. The outlet
didn’t work. GREEAAATT....
Our search continued. We found another outlet but it was in
the creepiest corner of the parking garage ever. The perfect corner for a drug
deal or murder or something!! But the outlet WORKED! The sweet sound of
the pump made us all jump up and down and squeal!
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| My proud stash of liquid GOLD! |
Darlene proceeded to put the backpack on so that I could
pump (hilarious) and bam bam bam..10 minutes later, and I pumped about 8
ounces. I am a milk machine. Serious. My letdown is no joke and Estella still
gets sprayed in the face sometime...sorry TMI! So I really could have pumped
more but 1. I didn’t want to have to change pump bags etc since we weren’t in a
very sterile environment and 2. I
wanted to get to the concert!
People walked by and probably just thought we were dealing
or doing drugs because we were huddled and giggling the whole time! My friends
were amazing and so supportive. The whole time they reminded me of how good of
a mom I am while standing in awe that something was coming out of my boobs at
the same time. They don’t have kids of their own yet (Maria has a step-daughter)
but haven’t had the experience of breastfeeding, however I feel that I was able
to inspire them...show them the power of our bodies...the beauty of being able
to provide nourishment to another human being..and lastly, I hope I was able to
show them how normal it all really can be...even in the weirdest and most
inconvenient circumstances.
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| I love them!! |
I had a goal. The concert wasn’t the only goal in my horizon
that day. My goal was to still be able to provide to my daughter and take care
of my body at the same time. Enjoying the concert with the three best friends a
girl could ask for, was the cherry on top of such a fabulous day!
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| :) |
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