Crying over spoilt milk

On Tuesday night, our maid told me that she could not iron my clothes in the morning as there was no electricity. DC then remembered that there was some electrical works going on that day but he forgot to inform us... he forgot all about it too!

When we were back home, the electricity was still not restored. It was pitch black at home. DC fixed it by flipping the switches that jumped in the circuit box in our home but it didn't last long before the lights went off again. DC tried for a few times but the earlier method didn't work. That pretty much freaked A out. He also learnt a new word: Blackout! :) DC went outside to where the meter was to have a look. I didn't know what he did but the lights were restored. Good job, Daddy!

It was after the lights were restored that I suddenly remembered my breast milk! The 11 bottles of milk were likely all spoilt as they were left in the non-cold fridge for 12 hours! :( I couldn't accept I had to throw them all away. I refused to and kept them in the fridge for another 2 days before I faced the reality and poured them away. And, if you are wondering, I did not feed B the spoilt milk. She had freshly expressed ones.

For the next few days, I was under extreme stress to build up my milk supply. I think it would be a long while before I could see 11 bottles inside again! :(

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