Breast MilkEveryone has one. An emergency stash of something that is hidden somewhere. For some people it’s junk food in the back of the cabinet, others hide a roll of hundos in an old sock in the sock drawer. And no… if you come to our place looking to rob us, we don’t keep our cash in the sock drawer. B is no exception. He keeps a stash of breast milk in the freezer. He’s worried that when Mommy is at school, he might go hungry. Well, last weekend I found his stash when cleaning out the freezer. It was hard to miss considering it takes up 3/4 of the space.
Seriously, we figured it was time to organize the stores after a frozen bag of breast milk hit me on the foot 3 times in a row when opening the freezer door. I had to put one of Claire’s shoes in the picture to give it some point of reference. I knew we had a lot of milk in the freezer but didn’t realize how much until there was a mound of it sitting in the middle of our kitchen. Unbelievable. It’s only a matter of time before we have nothing in the freezer except breast milk. When I first went to the store to buy storage bags, I thought a box of 25 bags would last at least a few weeks. Now, it seems like I’m going to Target every week to buy storage bags. Just another cost associated with raising a baby but well worth it.

New pictures have been posted here. I’ve been getting a lot of requests for updates to the site more often. I know… I know… I need to do a better job. I’m going to shoot for at least 2-3 times a week going forward to keep the public happy.Bye for now.

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