I’ve got an open and curious mind. Sometimes it grosses people out (like when I pick up and eat what I call “car treats”- hairy and dusty Cheetos and french fries and skittles from my car’s floor and seats while I’m cleaning out my vehicle), and sometimes it just plain weirds people out. To this day, my family takes every opportunity to bring up days when I would babysit my niece and drink the breast milk she failed to finish, and found it to be absolutely delicious.
My sister gave me the go ahead. She would pump her breast milk and freeze these little packets in the fridge. Since they only last about 8 hours, and she was producing more than my little niece could possibly consume, my sister gave me the go ahead to try the stuff out. She said she tried it, and it was sweet and creamy, somewhat like warm melted vanilla ice cream, so how could I pass that up? The first time I fed my niece and did the classic drop on the wrist to make sure it was the right temperature, I licked the whitish droplet off my wrist and was immediately hooked.
My sister would come home and I’d be sucking down my coffee like no tomorrow because it was half breast milk, half coffee, and the best caffeine I’d ever had. My niece would be bloated and overfed because I’d eagerly pour that white goodness down her throat until she could eat no more, which meant more for ME. Oh, yeah. My sister would even send me home with a few packets of her frozen mommy juice so I could enjoy breast milk when I wasn’t babysitting.
If I ever have kids of my own, those poor kids are going to be near starving because if I can find a way to fit my own nipple in my mouth, I’ll be going to town with them just wailing away. Well, probably not. I hear once you actually give birth, all your own wants and needs go willingly out the window and you give your all to your new life of your womb. This better be true, because when it comes to sharing my own breast milk, I’ll need all the instincts to nurture my own that I can get.
If you haven’t tried breast milk beyond infancy, you are really missing out. Try somebody’s- your sister’s, your friend’s, or you could pull a “Me, Myself and Irene” move and just start suckling on some poor woman at the park. Breast milk is completely delicious and there is nothing quite like it. Even my sister would consume her own breast milk and said she liked it. Her husband was none too thrilled at the idea, but then again men are naturally fearful of the amazing capabilities of us ladies. He likely secretly wanted some, but was too terrified to be injected by mommy magic. His loss.
All I can say is breast milk is completely awesome, and if you bottle feed your kids, try that crap you’re giving them and you will throw up. Toss at least a bit of breast milk in there and give your younguns a real treat. And if you don’t want to give it to your kids, let me know. I won’t let it go to waste.