We were on our way to go out to eat the other night. I was rushing around trying to get ready. I thought it would be a good idea to bring a bottle to the restaurant with us so that I wouldn’t have to nurse baby girl while we were there. So, I asked my husband if he could thaw a bag of breast milk in some boiling water for me.
Poor guy. It’s my fault, really. I told him to get the water boiling, put the bag in the sauce pan, then remove it from the heat. He did what I said, but before he knew it the bag began to melt and milk was leaking from a hole in the bottom. He quickly grabbed a mug to put the bag in so that the milk would not be wasted.
We were in such a hurry. All of our bottles are still new (we’re using glass bottles), and one needed to be washed before we used it. We didn’t have time to be washing bottles and bottle parts, so I told him to just forget it. He thoughtfully put the mug of breast milk into the fridge to save.
Breast milk… in a mug. See where this is going?
Yeah. Later that night when we came home, hubby got a scratch in his throat and needed a quick drink of something. He reached into the fridge, grabbed the nice cold cup of milk in front of him, and took a big gulp.
I was on the couch when I heard a horrified “Yuck!”, along with the sound of milk being spewed out into the sink. Immediately I realized what had happened. I busted out laughing; too funny!
Later I asked him how the breast milk tasted. They say it’s sweet. He said it was watery… not the whole milk he was expecting to taste!
I’m sure he’s been curious about what breast milk tastes like. Aren’t all husbands of lactating women? I don’t know. So, I was wondering if any of you have had a similar experience? I’d love to hear your funny stories! (Keep it clean, please!)
A city girl learning to homestead on an acre of land in the country. Wife and homeschooling mother of four. Enjoying life, and everything that has to do with self sufficient living.