<p>Wow. I had to double check the date of that article to make sure it wasn’t an April Fools joke. Agree with both issues brough up above-- not only is the supply limited (well, I wasn’t as lucky as you, Karen Colleges ) , but whou would donate? How would they get it there? How does quality control assure that women donting breast milk are on no medications and therefore will not taint the doantion?/ So we set up milk banks like blood banks?? Do you get a free ice cream cone after donating? And, most importantly, what do Ben & Jerry name the flavor?</p>
<p>It brings back painful memories of having to use a hospital breastpump - think industrial strength and nothing like the gentle ones you can buy to use at home - because of some medical issues. Shudder. I felt like a cow.</p>
<p>Reminds me of a funny story. I went back to work while still breastfeeding DD. I pumped at work and refrigerated and froze the milk. DD was 7 to 8 months old at the time and adapted well. One day I heard this loud UUUUGGGG from the boss in the corner office…then “what is wrong with this creamer in my coffee”???</p>
<p>The boss had taken my breastmilk out of the paper bag and “measuring cup container” and used it in his coffee. Well all the secretaries and women who knew where laughing so hard they had to leave the desk.</p>
<p>theresaCPA - you’re not the first person I’ve heard tell a similar story!</p>
<p>I don’t know about this whole agenda… my breast milk was like liquid gold to me; I didn’t want to share it with anyone. However, I do know that there are breast milk banks that collect breast milk for very sick infants whose mothers cannot produce breast milk, or whose mothers are not available (sick or have died). There are very strict regulations on who can donate to the milk bank.</p>
<p>There are also some informal ways to donate breast milk. Since viruses and such can be passed through breast milk, though, I know I would be wary about accepting milk for my child from a stranger. </p>
<p>Swimcatsmom, thanks for the strangest story I’ve seen today!</p>
<p>You’re welcome. Usually I find my strange stories on the BBC (I like to email them to my daughter) so it was nice to find one on CNN. I must email it to my daughter - I can almost here the ‘UGH’ from here.</p>
<p>" It brings back painful memories of having to use a hospital breastpump - think industrial strength and nothing like the gentle ones you can buy to use at home - because of some medical issues. Shudder. I felt like a cow." </p>
<p>I am in touch with that, swimcatsmom…my middle was born in a hospital in NYC that had little or no support for breastfeeding mothers. When she became jaundice and the RH factor came into play, I was forced to use the industrial hospital pump, which not one nurse knew how to operate.
I broke it</p>
<p>Wish I’d broken the one they gave me! I used to have to sit and take deep breaths and just force myself to do it. I may have to go get ice cream to block out the memory. Except for some reason the thought of ice cream kinda makes me queasy right now!!</p>