Dear Hospital Grade Breast Pump,
We've seen a lot of each other these past two weeks. In all honesty, I've seen you much more than I wanted to. It's not entirely your fault, though. At first, I needed you. Without my baby by my side, it was you I turned to for relief. It was you that I depended on. We spent many late night hours alone together. We spent many daytime hours together too. Whenever I needed you, you were there...even if sometimes you were seeing other mommies too, and I had to wait my turn, I always knew you would be there.
Then came the day I've been waiting for. Last weekend, during the wee hours of the morning, I was faced with a new possibility. As I sat holding my sweet baby, I heard my nurse say "I'll go heat up a bottle for you." It was then, looking at my baby crying in hunger, that I felt it was time to try breastfeeding again. Even though he still had his nasal cannula, which had hampered his breastfeeding progress before, I felt the need to try again.
My baby latched right on and started eating. He gave no indication that he hadn't been successful at it before. He ate. He was filled. He went to sleep again. I was ecstatic!
It was after that, when my visits to you started decreasing. I liked my new situation better, and didn't care that I no longer needed you as much. It was wonderful! However, even though I started breastfeeding on a regular basis, I still saw you a few times a day, to balance out my milk production with what the baby was taking in.
But now, the time has come for me to officially break up with you. Oh, I'll continue seeing you, but it won't be on a full time basis anymore. I am much happier without you consuming all my time. I hope you understand.