40 days of my life

I officially stopped pumping a few days ago.  Since then, two things:

1) I am VERY VERY uncomfortable.  I had to sleep in a bra last night, and God forbid something bump into me.  Painful, painful, painful.  Hello boobage.

2) I don't know what to do with myself.  I used to give up my lunch hour to take breaks during my work day to pump, and now I don't have to.  I got used to shoveling down half of my lunch in 20 minutes while pumping (and then the other half during another pumping session), that I've forgotten how to actually TAKE a lunch hour.  So now I'm still eating in 15 minutes and just go back to work...and realize I'm not actually taking a designated 'lunch time'.  While I'm certainly more productive, its probably better for me if I actually TAKE a break during the day.  And then when I get home, I realize I DON'T have to worry about when I'm going to pump, that I CAN sleep in an extra half an hour, etc.  Weird.

It was the second point that made me wonder how many hours I actually spent pumping.

So I did a rough estimate.  Granted I pumped a lot more in the beginning, and less at the end, but I figure this will be a decent estimate:

For most of the year, I pumped 8x/day.  For roughly 20 minutes a session...closer to 45 in the morning, and maybe 15 at the end of the day.  If you do the math, that's about 950 hours of my life.  Or about 40 days.

I spent 40 days of 2010 attached to that damn pump.  That's 10% of my year.


Give me a freaking medal already.