to check on lewis. waking up every 3 hours to pump was hard. i don’t know what it was but pumping this time around was extremely painful. for the first month straight, every three hours i would have to count to 3 several times, brace myself, turn the pump on, and cry because of the pain. and then my tears would turn into missing lewis and wanting to have him with me so badly instead of these plastic parts… often times it turned into the ugly cry, you know the one where you can’t control how you look or sound. to give an example, i’d wake up at 2:00am, pump 