|I love that my husband takes pictures of my Muffinhead while I'm at work - this post-bath picture made me smile|
Pumping breast milk is a real commitment for the working woman. My whole work-day revolves around when/where I can pump! I've had to become a real advocate for this too - instead of being timid and asking permission to go pump - I've become assertive and basically just announce that I need to go pump.
At one of the hospitals I work at, the "lactation room" was in the sub-basement, in a corner of the janitorial locker room that was separated from the horrid space by a shower curtain. Riiiiight. Well, after a quick conversation with one of the head nursing managers, I now have a nice room down the hall from the resident's lounge. The walls are painted the prettiest robin's egg blue...and there is a sink in the room, a chair, AND a bathroom. It's basically like the Four Seasons (as far as hospitals go!)...and it's all mine (I have my own key...how badass is that?) I feel so lucky. The other hospital's lacation room is also in the sub-basement, but I haven't had to pump there yet.
It's tricky to do this - not as easy as I thought it would be. I don't exactly produce a lot from pumping - two sessions pumping produce ONE meal for Clara - so you can imagine I have lots of pumping to do because our little one eats a few times per day! I just hope I can keep it up. I LOVE knowing that I can do this for my daughter.
*note: once I start my surgical schedule in June this whole thing will have to be reevaluated - as we typically run from procedure to procedure between 2 hospitals and an active surgical center. My GOAL is 6 months of pumping...and my fingers are crossed that I can do this.