grievance of a breastfeeding mom

it's 1.40 am and everybody (i mean rafa and his dad) are sleeping, and i have just finished expressing milk. i think my milk ducts were a bit blocked tonight and it took me nearly an hour to clear them up. i really miss the days when i could go to bed with mac together. these days pillow talk has become such a luxury for us.

while i'm trying hard to squeeze every drop of milk, rafa doesn't seem to appreciate. he's having a bad appetite recently (and that has happened for more than a month) and i've only managed to feed him 70 ml tonight. as he's going to the creche soon, i think it's time i stop the bottle-feed training at home. it really hurts to see those precious drops goes down the drain...