I actually loved my milk coming in, it felt like it was the only small connection I had with Ianto, and like Michelle said, it felt like it was the only thing my body had done right that week. I actually expressed a couple of drops and put them on his lips at his funeral so he could have mummy's milk forever I felt like I was forced to take the pill to stop it (I said no four times but they still brought in it to me and insisted I take it - ended up hiding it in my pocket)

I wish I could've donated my milk instead of having to pour it into the garden or down the sink after pumping a bit. I was quite sad when it went away.