Breast milk. Otherwise known as liquid gold.
I think I have a hoarding breast milk problem because I stockpile it, and then I don't want to use it. I want to have it. Stockpiled.
Given my hoarding-of-breast-milk nature, you can imagine how I might feel if it (being the pumped milk) gets spilled.
Ryan found out one day when he was transferring some into a bottle for Camden. He probably spilled an ounce or so and thought it was no big deal. I proceeded to scold him and suggest he be more careful. For heaven sakes, use a funnel, man!
Now that I feel like my supply is teetering due to pumping every day, this stuff is even more valuable.
A few days ago I spilled some after (accidentally) knocking over a container of freshly pumped gold. I let out a small cry of anguish and a very slow, "Nooooooo!" as the goods dripped out of the bottle.
Son of a nutcracker.
Do you think they ever feature breast milk hoarders on Hoarders: Buried Alive?
Sister needs an intervention.