When I read the recent reports about a woman getting harassed for nursing her infant on a United Airlines flight, it brought back all too well the nightmare of breastfeeding and — in my case — pumping while traveling.
After my daughter Lucy was born, I vowed to breastfeed her for a year. But because I was traveling regularly for my job, that meant I was forced to pump in airplane lavatories, in the back of cabs, in conference-center bathrooms, and in hotel rooms across the globe.
Two years later, I still wince when I think about the bottle of milk I spilled on the floor of a tiny bathroom stall at the Hôtel Lutetia in Paris, where I sneaked in for a quick pumping break while buzzing around the city. Eight ounces of hard-earned milk. Liquid gold, gone.
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