Moooo!

So, I have been pumping almost every morning. You know... the taboo topic... breast milk. Why is it that women can show major cleavage, rock hard nipples through a silk shirt, and wear string bikinis and nobody cares; but the minute a woman starts to breast feed it is like some abomination? It is so odd to me. Whenever the topic is brought up in a group of women there is always at least one person who thinks breastfeeding is "gross" or "weird." How the hell do these people think that little babies survived before bottles? Do you know what is weird.... having a company produce some artificial milk that you add water to and then give to a newborn who doesn't know how to process the foreign material. That is weird. Oh, and do you know what is gross... Asthma, allergies, and bronchitis. All things that can be reduced by breastfeeding. I wasn't able to be breastfed because I was adopted and in those days there wasn't a little pill that my Mom could have taken to start producing milk. (But, if there were, I am sure she would have done it). Anyway, I have all of these wonderful upper respiratory problems that some people are actually choosing to give to their children because they think breast feeding is gross. Hacking up yellow mucus is a lot nastier.
Wow, that was a long tangent... sorry about that This post was actually supposed to about me feeling like a cow. I have over 100 ounces of milk in my freezer already. When Christian was about 18 months and I stopped nursing him, I threw away gallons and gallons of milk that was going bad. I was considering selling the stuff, but looked on the internet and found out that it is mostly perverted men that buy it and drink it themselves. Yuck. I guess they like to have a picture of the... uh, donor to look at while they drink it. Sorry, but I am not going to take something that is for sweet little babies and give it to some perv to get off on. Although while I was researching it, I found out that lot of cancer patients drink it. I let my Dad know that I would be willing to give him as much as he needs. I just don't think he is THAT desperate! So instead, I have signed up to donate my breast milk. I wish I could get paid for it considering that 75% of it goes to a company that makes a ton of money off of it, but oh well. The other 25% will go to orphanages in Africa for babies who have AIDS- and that makes it worth it. I had to fill out a pretty extensive questionnaire, and I will have to get a blood and DNA test too. I hope they hurry up... my freezer is getting pretty full.