Yesterday morning I was pumping breastmilk so that my husband would be able to take care of our baby while I was gone. My little guy tends to go from playful to SCREAMING TORTUROUS SCREAMS in a matter of seconds when he gets hungry, and I wanted my husband to be prepared with plenty of ammo when that need arose. Of course, I over-prepared and he used about a third of the milk I had ready.
While I was pumping, my daughter Aliyah walked in the room, looked at me for a minute, and enthusiastically encouraged me, "GOOD JOB MILKING, MOM."
By the way, we use the Lifefactory BPA-Free Glass Baby Bottles and love them.