Does this mean he’ll turn blue?

29 Oct

I’ve been putting Seabass to bed at or around 6pm for the past several months, and we finally quit the old “dreamfeed” routine about five weeks ago.  This means that I’ve had to pump before going to bed at 10pm so that I don’t wake up with rock-hard girls or lying in a puddle…or both. 

I’d wager that pumping is one of the most boring, monotonous, and time-consuming activities in the entire universe, especially with my little one-boob-at-a-time donut of a machine.  (When Seabass and I were going through lactation frustration early in his life, I rented an industrial strength double pump that was so efficient and strong it nearly pulled my nipples clear off.)  But it’s always entertaining to see blue milk filling the receptacle. 

Is it periwinkle or powder blue?

Why is my milk blue?  Being the hypochondriac I am, at first I thought it indicated that I was dying.  Or that I was poisoning Seabass.  Then I read in The Nursing Mother’s Companion that it’s completely normal, perhaps having something to do with eating greens. 

So now I want to know if I can make my breastmilk turn other colors, like orange or neon purple.  I want a fiesta in Seabass’ bottle!  Does it work like that old elementary school experiment where carnations are propped up in water tinted with food coloring?  What do I have to eat to get chartreuse?

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11 Responses to “Does this mean he’ll turn blue?”

  1. Megan October 29, 2010 at 10:39 am #

    sour apple sour patch kids. Kidding. But I did have a huge black guy warn me as I was grabbing a gallon of chocolate milk (our recovery drink of choice now after switching from gatorade-like stuff)that I’d better be careful, or I’d end up ‘with his problem’ as he showed me his large chocolate colored arm. 🙂

    • els October 29, 2010 at 2:32 pm #

      funny! love it!

  2. KatyM October 29, 2010 at 10:48 am #

    You should try asparagus. I hate it, but i hear it makes your pee bright green. It also smells awful.

  3. Bethany Watts October 29, 2010 at 11:23 am #

    If you eat beats it can turn red… be careful though because his stools will turn red too… don’t be alarmed!

    To get that chartreuse that you dream of… green gatorade really does the trick! I believe asparagus has the same effect!

    Don’t ask why I know these things… Have fun experimenting!

    • LindaA October 29, 2010 at 12:03 pm #

      I say eat some candy corn. Blue and orange should make a nice chartreuse. 🙂

      • lifeintheboomerlane October 29, 2010 at 1:54 pm #

        I’m just jealous of all you women who pump nowadays. When I had my kids, the only person I knew who pumped was my sister-in-law who was issued a pump from the hospital so she could supply milk to the milk bank. The rest of us were attached to our beloved tykes 24/7. It was exhausting. I considered going over to the milk bank with a mask, a fake gun and a note that said “Give me your milk in unmarked bottles.”

      • jaimeclewis October 29, 2010 at 4:49 pm #

        Jake wanted me to look into making money from milk-banking. He’s so mercenary. I’d feel like a cow. More than I already do.

      • jaimeclewis October 29, 2010 at 4:46 pm #

        I think that should be the answer to all my problems! Eat candy corn! Ha ha!

    • jaimeclewis October 29, 2010 at 4:45 pm #

      Only a medical professional would call poop “stool.” I’m on to you.

      • Bethany Watts November 1, 2010 at 2:06 pm #

        HA!

  4. Jill Whitacre October 29, 2010 at 2:47 pm #

    Just the mention of pumping gives me the heebie geebies. I feel like I did it enough in J’s first ten weeks of life to call it quits forever. I’m glad you’re making a game out of it;)

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