I had the chance to go to Happy Hour with some girlfriends (and new mothers) last night. Finally, a real grown up social hour! All we did was talk about our kids, but still...it was so nice to get out of the house for a couple hours. Anyway, one of the questions that came up was: "So, what does your pump say"? Its the (new) age old question between new mothers. We all laughed and we all had a different answer. Depending on the pump, and the day you're having, your pump talks to you. Either due to lack of sleep or the lack of entertainment that having your nipples being sucked into a plastic trumpet provides, the continuous sound of the pumping turns into a saying. Mine says "We Pump, We Pump, We Pump". Cassie posted this question on Facebook and I'd like to share some of the answers:
"Bob Hope, Bob Hope, Bob Hope..."
"Richard Mole, Richard Mole, Richard Mole..."
"Pull 'em out, Pull 'em out, Pull 'em out..."
"Party Poop, Party Poop, Party Poop..."
"Picachu, Picachu, Picachu..."
"Weak Sleep, Weak Sleep, Weak Sleep..."
"Do it, Do it, Do it..."
So, what does YOUR pump say???
"Bob Hope, Bob Hope, Bob Hope..."
"Richard Mole, Richard Mole, Richard Mole..."
"Pull 'em out, Pull 'em out, Pull 'em out..."
"Party Poop, Party Poop, Party Poop..."
"Picachu, Picachu, Picachu..."
"Weak Sleep, Weak Sleep, Weak Sleep..."
"Do it, Do it, Do it..."
So, what does YOUR pump say???
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