This app started with a bag of milk in the trash.
Baby finally asleep. Me, standing in the kitchen, holding a bag up to the light, trying to read my own handwriting. Was that the 4th? The 9th?
I did the math on my fingers. I did it again. I could not be sure, and you do not gamble with your baby's milk. So the bag went in the trash, and I stood in my kitchen and cried over it.
Because that was not just milk. That was a 5 AM pump before work. That was the session I did in a parking lot. If you know, you know.
I tried the notes app. The whiteboard. A text thread with myself. The tracker apps that felt like clocking into a warehouse shift. All I wanted was one answer, instantly, at any hour: which milk do I use next?
Nothing gave me that. So this exists.

