There are a lot of benefits to being a breastfeeding mom to a bebe. Health benefits to the baby, of course. And the side benefit to me of the oh, so very wonderful burning of an extra 500 calories a day. (Unfortunately, those extra calories have not come off of my ass which, despite delivery six months ago, still looks four months pregnant.)
There is the sweetness of cuddling my adorable little boy after a long working day away. The wonder of feeling his little hand hold mine as he nurses. The stolen moments of just the two of us in the early morning hours.
But who knew that I could use the breastfeeding thing to get out of a fire drill and building evacuation? Hmmm, walk down 33 flights of stairs in a crowded, 80 plus degree stairwell in my uncomfortable fancy work shoes? Oh, sorry, I can’t possibly! I have to pump. Hee. This almost makes up for the male colleague who walked in on my pumping session my first week back at work. Almost.
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