Breastfeeding, at least at first, can be messy (leaky). So it just kills me that the same substance I end up inadvertently spraying everywhere will just not get sucked into the collection bottle like it is supposed to. I pumped for almost 2 hours on Friday and Saturday and ended up with a measly 2 ounces and incredibly swollen boobs. And they hurt like hell. My mom came over to watch butterbean while Leo and I went to Target (and I can't tell you how great it was to get out of the house). We were gone for two hours and the babe never woke up. So the bottle wasn't even needed. Leo gave it to him at the next feeding, as I was not about to waste that precious pumped milk.

I have read that the more you pump, the easier it will be. So I guess I should dust my boobs off and put them back on the horse. Or something.

My employer is withholding my 2004 bonus until I come back fro maternity leave. Bastards.

I was planning on attending the special moms and babies matinee at the local cineplex, but the movie this week is Ice Princess. And, desperate as I am to leave the house, well I'm not THAT desperate. I've heard that the Main Art does the same thing, but they are apparently too arty to have a website, so I'll never know. What else can I do to leave the house? I have grocery shopped for the week already (I made up a super low cost weekly menu and ended up spending nearly $150 at the store. WTF?). It's too cold to go outside for long. And I don't know anyone else with kids (really, you people need to start procreating!). If there was a Wal-Mart near me, I'd probably become one of those people who goes there to socialize. Maybe I can start attending the McDonalds 7am coffee hour.