My name is Betsy...

And it's been 7 days since I last pumped.  And it feels GREAT!!

I quit cold turkey.  It just started to get harder and harder and take longer and longer to get a few ounces to make Evelyn's cereal in the morning.  It just made no sense anymore.

Of course, with the split decision to stop pumping, and then suddenly needing to use the few ounces that were thawed in the fridge to actually feed Evelyn, Steve and I found ourselves about an hour away from a kid who was going to need some cereal and nothing to make it with.  I absolutely refuse to thaw a whole bag of milk to just use a few ounces to make some cereal.  We made a split decision.  It was time to get some formula.

We found ourselves at Target at 8:00 am on Sunday morning.  Would you be surprised to hear that the only other people at Target as the doors unlocked were parents with a few kids in tow?

So there I was, in the formula aisle.  I had done no research, had no plan.  Sent a few frantic texts to some parents I know who use formula (they all answered basically immediately, no surprise there!).  We spent about 10 minutes reading labels, and then just basically went eenie-meanie-miney-mo to pick one.

And with that, I am free of the pump.  It has been so awesome to not have to clean all the parts every day and to not have to ask Steve to repeat himself five times over the noise of the pump.  It was also really nice last night when Steve opened a bottle of wine to go with the amazing dinner he made to not have to worry about having a glass.

And as we fly through our frozen breastmilk, I realize it's good to start to get her used to the formula little by little now.  Based on the smell, I'm sure it tastes different, and that frozen milk is quickly being depleted.  I'm sure we will have to switch to formula for just a bit to make it to her first birthday.

One downside to not pumping...it was always a good excuse for Facebook time or blogging time or Candy Crush time!