There was a time in life when locking my office door and stripping down to where my breasts are fully exposed probably seemed scandalous and naughty...
Now I do it every three hours in my office...alone...while I am expressing breast milk for my dear, sweet little baby.
My, how things change when you have kids.
Sure, I am getting 1/2 naked several times a day at work, but the real scandal to me of pumping is nothing more than me feeling slightly shy when I take the fruits of my labor - small 5 oz. bottles of milk - down the hall, to our communal refrigerator to be stored until I leave for the day.
I just have to make sure no one decides to switch from Coffee Mate to breast milk...yuck!
