This week I was commuting on the Long Island Railroad and I spotted a pumping mom. No, she wasn’t actually pumping, but I could tell she’s a pumping mom for several reasons:
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This week I was commuting on the Long Island Railroad and I spotted a pumping mom. No, she wasn’t actually pumping, but I could tell she’s a pumping mom for several reasons:
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“Whoosh-whoosh. Whoosh-whoosh.” “What IS that NOOOISE? My Goodness, it sounds like a machine in here.” I heard this exclamation as I cowered in one of the two bathroom stalls at a wedding reception. I tried to put a receiving blanket over the pump to quiet the motor. No luck.
