I wasn't wrong in the decision. When I told the midwife in the nursery that I want to donate the milk, they were very grateful and said that they need breastmilk badly. But they didn't have any breastpumps and I left mine in the car so I had to learn to express my milk manually. It was hard and I was a bit disappointed with the little milk I got. But the nurses still received them gratefully.
A couple of hours later, we were still in the ER and the doctors were still monitoring my MIL's condition. I asked Myke to get my breastpump from the car and then headed out again to the nursery of the hospital's charity ward. I gave them the milk I expressed earlier (I kept them in the insulated bag with some ice but because of the long hours, the ice had already melted) and proceeded to pump more milk. This time, the midwife asked me to stay in the NICU instead of their breastfeeding room (which was occupied at the time). And during my stay there, I got a glimpse of the preemies who were inside incubators and babies with birth complications and had tubes stucked onto their frail little bodies. Nakakalungkot kasi tayo nga na matanda na, nasasaktan pag may nakatusok na IV sa atin, pano ba kaya yung mga babies? So I was glad to have made the right decision to give them my milk. The babies in that ward need them more and my Georgie still has me to give her the milk she needs. Seeing the plight on those babies, I was wishing that I had a large stash of milk at home so I could donate some more but the milk that I express when I'm at work is just enough for my baby's feed for the next day. Still, I'm still happy that I was able to help in a small way. When I got home, I talked to Georgie and told her that mama doesn't have a "pasalubong" (her milk) because I shared them with other babies. And you know what? My daughter who probably had no idea what I just said, just gave me a beatific smile in response :)