Well, I decided to try the pump today. Since my mother in-law is still in town, I wanted to try it out while I had a little help. The verdict? Well…
I pumped for 15 minutes per breast and got a total of .5oz. Eep. I was quiet concerned. I told my husband that pumping might not be for me. I actually ended up being able to express more by hand into the bottle. I mean, not more, but more per minute. I poured my pitiful little bit of milk into a bag and put it in the freezer. Luckily, my husband remembered the pediatrician telling us that I may not get a lot out of the pump the first few times I use it. I don’t remember this, but I will blame sleep deprivation.
I was expecting some pain/discomfort from the pump, but luckily I had none.
I will continue to eat lots and drink lots of water and hopefully my boobs will be able to produce enough milk to fill a couple bottles so that my husband can feed her every now and then in the evenings. (Especially once I am okayed to take baths again. Woo!) Also, the grandparents want to be able to take care of her for a few hours at a time so that my husband and I can go out together.
So, I guess I will try pumping after each feeding, but that makes me worry that my boobs might feel the need to explode while I’m sleeping. I can’t get any less sleep and still be functional. Maybe I’ll just try to pump twice during the day. That shouldn’t make too big of a difference? We shall see!