Life back at work

Here is the sign I put on my door when I'm pumping at work. I thought it would provide some humor for those that feel uncomfortable. Everyone has gotten a real kick out of it. I hear laughs as people walk by. Yes, I know it's hard to believe that I can actually here people laughing over the noise of the pump.

Work has been great. I am happy to be back. I think I was meant to be a Working Mom. I love Peyton with all of my heart, but I know she is in great hands with my Dad. They are thoroughly enjoying their Grandpa-Granddaugther time. Dad even keeps a log of when she sleeps and when she eats. I'm not sure if that's to keep him organized or to answer my questions when I call home :) I think he was meant to be a Manny...he has found his calling. Peyton seems to love it too. She is sleeping better now. She goes down earlier in the night. We're still getting up two to three times, but that's okay. I throw her in bed with us and side feed her. I'm not sure if I even wake up. It's just part of the routine now.

Oh, and I had a GREAT time at my girlfriend's wedding in Nevada last weekend. She was a gorgeous bride (see picture below.) I pumped like a mad woman. I brought home about 80 ounces of milk packed in a cooler in my suitcase. For those of you who don't know - TSA now allows you to take an ulimited amount of breastmilk through security as long as you declare it. Sweet!