In my mad morning rush...due to perhaps a little too long of snuggle time in bed with B. Or maybe the undivided attention I was giving to Lulu's new recorder playing. Or maybe...{most likely the reason} needing to get to my van pool at 8:30am...missing those extra 15 minutes of getting dressed/combing my hair/having coffee/more snuggle time and recorder listening, I ran out the door {no joke} with wet air, a summer shirt, and my ankles showing.
I'm freezing my buns off. It's offically fall in seattle. No more 70+ October days. And I'm cold.
To top it off, I'm sitting in the Mother's room about to enjoy my morning pump sess...and I forgot a very important part of my pump. The funnels. The suckers. I have NO idea what they are called.
So, now what?
I am wearing a thin shirt, freezing my ass off, can't pump or drive home.
Happy Wednesday!
IM from Coaster Boy:
Zebediah Blalock says-
oh man
could you take a cup and tape it around?
and jimmy rig it?
want me to bring you the funnels and a coat?
Meghan Blalock says
nooo it's ok
Zebediah Blalock says
i bet you can make something work, mcGyver style
if it's just the funnels
7 comments:
MacGuyver style! I am dying.
you can do it!!!! soooooooooo funny. borrow someones, I'd do that. :)
Oh man, this is just one more reason why I am procrastinating when it comes to pumping... I find it to be more stressful than a screaming babe at 3a.m.! Kudos to you for keeping it though!
DYING! Oh the great aspects of pumping at work.
SO...what did you do???????
the very glamorous life of a working mama. and as good as Z is... he still has no idea:) this is great!
i pumped when i got home. 10oz.
it was a long HARD day to say the least.
:)
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