A pump emergency

If it's not one thing, it is some thing else...or so the saying goes.

Had a pump emergency a bit ago. Breast pump started making really, really bad noises and I was afraid it wouldn't make it through the night, which would have been bad. Very, very bad. I tried to see if I could fix it. I couldn't and didn't spend much time trying to get it back together. A quick online yellow pages search and a few phone calls later and I found a place that had one and that I could get to before it closed. Several hundred dollars later, I'm the proud owner of a brand new breast pump. For a nano second, I thought about just stopping, but I'm not ready to do that. As much as it is a pain, it is now part of my routine and I think it is in the best interest of the children.

Another potential crisis averted. Now, I just need to trash the old one.