"I had a private office, and everyone was understanding, except the owner of the company, who also was a woman. She never had children of her own and came down hard on those of us who did. One day when I was pumping, she asked my boss to have me come to an impromptu meeting. I explained it would be a few minutes but was told I had to stop and come right away. Needless to say, the meeting was absolutely pointless and lasted only five minutes." — Karin N.
"I was working as a surgical physician assistant when I had my first. I pumped between surgeries in the locker room on a bench — no privacy." — Mandy M.
"Even though I work in a restaurant that's connected to a hotel, I still have to pump in the unisex bathroom. I have good support, except for one guy who has made some gross comments." — Andrea O.
"I had to pump in my car, unless it was really cold. Then I pumped in our shared break room in front of everyone. I would sit in the corner where everyone would hang coats and purses. And yes, I would hand people their belongings and also hang them up . . . midpump." — Wendy H.
"I worked for an attorney and had to pump in the bathroom. It was really awkward for me when other people came in. And trying to explain to people why there were bottles in the fridge. But hey, you do what you need to do." — Elizabeth S.
