A lot of time can be wasted pumping milk for my son. The efficiency I strive for is basically in hopes of spending as much time as possible with him. To maximize my time with Dominick and minimize my time away from him pumping, I pump while I am driving to and from school.
While I felt this was slightly dangerous at first, I have adapted quite well. I only feel uncomfortable when stopped at red lights and the neighboring cars start staring. I also have a slight fear of getting pulled over, as I am unsure how a cop would take my pumping.
On a daily basis, I arrive at school before most. The parking lot is empty and it is still slightly dark out. Therefore, I have no problem pulling into the parking lot, nipples exposed and able to disattach in the parking lot. Today, however, was a different story. As I approached the parking lot, it was jam packed full. Jam packed full with nothing but men and children.
You see, on this particular morning, we were holding a special day called Dads and Donuts. The fathers come to school with their child in the morning and have breakfast. Lucky for me, all the fathers happened to be in the parking lot as I arrived. I was trying to pull the goodies off my breasts and cover up my bare parts, as the first parent/child pair spotted me and waved enthusiastically. I simply smiled, for I was pulling my coat sheepishly shut, hoping a nip wouldn't slip.
Needless to say, today wasn't a good day to be pumping as I pulled into the parking lot. But, hey, at least I don't do it while mowing the lawn!
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