To Pump or Not to Pump, that is the Question

Ahhh, today I am working in my office. My husband is home with baby Addie. Though it is hard to leave her in the morning, .....once I am gone, I'm gone. My office is clean and organized. It is the home to MY stuff - no sharing here. It's decadent and selfish to have an office AND I LOVE IT. I highly recommend getting one.  A few days ago I brought in my paint brushes and my current process painting. This feels good, even if I haven't brought in the paint yet!  I feel relieved to have "the urge" to get back to my painting after a few months off. Addie is almost 6 months old. She is so easy and fun now... compared to what it was before! Those first 3 months were insane!  You really think it will never end, that you will never have your life or breasts back, but everything changes. So today I am working and pumping milk in between sessions. I love and hate the breast pump. It gives me freedom while at the same time resembles a scary medieval contraption. And the NOISE it makes! Not attractive. So one can connect to my resistance in pumping....and why I want to put it off for another 10 minutes of blogging....