I had been looking forward to this night for months. No more pumping, I could go to sleep when I was tired not having to stay up until 10:30 anymore and being free of washing the parts day in and day out.
I fell asleep sometime around 9:30, I think I went down just because I could. At 2:37 I woke up. 4.5 hours until Nathan was to wake up and eat, I tried to make myself more comfortable. Changed into a tighter top and carefully adjusted things and tried to relax and go back to sleep. I had the internal struggle playing in my head, get through tonight and tomorrow won’t be as hard, I waited and waited the pain and the weight was winning. At 3:10 I got up and pumped, 10 oz in 5 minutes. No wonder I was in pain!
I am sort of at a loss at this point, I know its early but I am just the same. I was pumping for 10 minutes, a few weeks ago I cut it to 5, night before last I went for 3 thinking that I would be cutting back the supply and the discomfort would be minimal. Now I think I may end up doing the 3 minute pump for a week or so and try again. I really wanted to be done with this before our trip next week, I don’t want to haul the thing with me, I don’t want to have to do the “dishes” in a hotel sink. I want to be done so I can go to sleep when I’m tired, not staying up for pump time. I knew this was going to be hard though. This supply is such a mixed blessing, every adjustment is painful. This plays with the emotion involved in weaning as well, if I just keep nursing it won’t hurt, if I just get the weaning over with, it won’t hurt. GAH! You know that its hard in the beginning, nobody told me about this part.