I’ll Pump For You
A Poem By Sheri Sturniolo
My sweet little baby so small and so new, it’s only the best that I’m wanting for you
To nourish your brain, each finger and toe I’ll give all I can to help you to grow
Breastmilk is the best, I know it is true, I’m hoping that’s something my body can do
Lanolin, Boppy, a new bra or two, all set for the moment you come into view
But you come a bit early before you were due, your sweet little face, love truer than true
you’re too weak to nurse so we’ll have to make do, no nursing for now, so I’ll pump for you
I’ll pump when I’m tired and the pain is non-stop
I’ll pump when it’s yielding just a few little drops
I’ll look in your eyes a deep ocean of blue
I’ll hook up once again and I’ll pump for you
Every three hours like I’m told that I should
Pumping and pumping as much as I could
I’ll pump in the day and all through the night
I’ll pump in the dark or at morning’s first light
I’ll pump cause I know rewards you will reap
I’ll keep up the pumping when I’m still half asleep
Your home now and stronger and we’re trying to nurse
And I’m thinking those bottles might have been a curse
My milk comes to slow, it’s work you won’t do
so after time “trying”, I’ll be pumping for you
I’ll pump when I’m happy or tired and blah
I’ll pump when I’m sick and my nipples are raw
When I’m out with my friends for some time to renew
I know you’ll be waiting, so I’ll pump for you
Your getting bigger and bigger my sweet little one
And I’m hoping this pumping can really be done
My milk has come in and there’s much to be had
But now it’s coming too fast and it’s making you mad.
I keep trying to nurse like I wanted to do
But you simply won’t have it so I’ll pump for you
I’ll pump when my energy is starting to fade
I’ll pump when you’re drinking the last bottle i made
I’ll pump in the car on the way home from work as I deal with the traffic and a road-raging jerk
When the rest of the house is tucked into bed, not me my sweet baby, I’ll be pumping instead
When I’m all hot and sweaty and it’s 102, You still need to eat so I’ll pump for you
And if all this pumping can’t keep up with you
And it’s time to bid our dear pump an adieu
When the milk just wont come from this body of mine
Well, my sweet baby formula will work fine