I was running late this morning.

I washed my pump.

I threw some berries and crackers into my bag for lunch.

I ran out the door.

I got too busy at work to pump until a few minutes before lunch.

I pulled my pump out.

All there, except the reservoir bottle.

I have no way to pump.

I called the PF. He brought beanie in at 3 PM.

I just spent 40 minutes trying to get my very distractable 8.5 months old baby to nurse at my office.

Fat chance that.

The kid is raring to go. She actually strained to push me away so she could climb around in the office. I got on the floor with her and crawled after her thinking that might tire her out.

Then we moved out to the car to try. No way, jose.

SO, I will probably end up with mastitis after today as I'm as swollen as a milk cow who's had no relief. I can't bellow frantically, though. People already think I'm too loud and vulgar as it is.

I'm dying here. Owie.