Hey! I’m Casey and I blog with my best friend, Sarah, at Real Suburbia. A 26 year old, stay at home, part time single mom. Married for 5 years to a man who works out of town most of the year, mother to an almost two year old named Wilder. I breastfed and pumped for 14 months.
My milk came in on Christmas Eve and I was miserable. I wanted to stop. I was so miserable and scared (yet again) of mastitis, that my mom ran to the store to buy me a pump. I was over producing. When I fed him, he would choke at the pressure and I knew I had to start pumping. I would feed on one side, which was perfect for him and then pump the other, switching every 2-3 hours when he would feed again. When he was 3 weeks old my husband finally got to feed him a bottle. He took it like a champ and nipple confusion was never an issue.