The pump and dump

I'm an idiot. A big fat idiot similar to Rush Limbaugh. Last night in a desperate effort to sleep I took Unisom. Unisom is safe during pregnancy and I took it from time to time when I was pregnant so I assumed it was safe for breastfeeding. Turns out, not so much. So I'm pumping and dumping for the next two days thanks to the relatively long half life of unisom. There is nothing worse than seeing your hard earned and pumped milk be poured out and whisked down the drain. Ugh. Well, of course there are worse things but I'm just pissed that I didn't research this more before taking it last night. I did get a great night of sleep so that's one good thing. I resorted to sleeping in the spare bedroom. Lily likes to make all sorts of grunting and groaning noises that are sweet and adorable little baby noises but I'm a light sleeper and I keep waking up. So I left B and Lily and slept in the other room. I could still hear her and did wake up for the feedings but I was able to sleep soundly between them which was a very nice bonus.

Tonight B is at a happy hour with co-workers. I wanted to make him feel guilty about not coming straight home after work but I didn't have the heart. He's been so wonderful and amazing that I actually want him to go out and have some fun. It must be true love :-) Tomorrow night I'm going to a bachelorette sort of party thing and he was so supportive of me getting out that I didn't have the heart to make him feel guilty about going out after work.

On a positive note: since I'm on a mandatory pump and dump for the next 48 hours I think I'll enjoy several wonderful glasses of Pinot Noir.