The milk still comes in...

I guess I didn’t realize the milk would still come in. I had convinced myself that she was so early, that I wouldn’t have milk. Like a bitter reminder of this weeks events, the milk came in and I am in so much pain. I have bound myself up, put cabbage leaves on with peppermint oil, and just pray that it stops. It’s so painful! Some have said I should donate it, but honestly the thought of pumping makes me want to cry. I just want the milk to stop.