In short, once Matt and I brought two lives into the world, we also ushered in a host of unexpected consequences. Duh. Having kids changes everything.

You are a dreamer. You are a joker. You are a healer.

Would you eat your lunch on the toilet? Better yet, would you prepare your child’s lunch in a public bathroom stall? And yet, that is essentially what we ask of nursing mothers who need to pump outside of the home.

Just once, I would love to read in the propaganda that they give you left and right during pregnancy that breastfeeding is hard. Worth it, but hard.