I got home and found one of my medela ziplock bags hadn't closed properly and I'd lost at least an ounce in the bottom of the cooler. Then I spilled another half ounce when I was transferring the milk into bottles because they're just so damn awkward. Cue tears and DH telling me he was going to go out and buy 'just in case' formula because he's tired of me being stressed and upset about pumping all the time.

And I can't even have a glass of wine because I have to pump again to try to get enough for daycare tomorrow. /vent