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Don’t ask don’t tell – breastfeeding in the workplace

Sunday, August 9th, 2009

When the topic of would you or won’t you get plastic surgery (specifically breast augmentation) came up as a blog topic I remember telling Shannon and Kelly I can’t write about it because I work outside the home and I don’t want the male-dominated place I work to read all about when I want or don’t want to do with my breasts. Then I remember how public I was about my need to have a safe, private reliable place to pump at work and it made my comment to them seem sort of silly.

I work in the high tech industry and have my very own cubicle to prove it. I love my job and have flexibility in the work place but after I cam back to work with #2 I found it hard to pump and fit it all in. There were 7 moms using one space, which was an old shower room converted – there was a rocker, a shelf and an outlet. A keypad lock and a shower curtain kept the room off limits to people passing by. However with 7 women using the room if you missed your pumping start time by 10 minutes because a meeting ran late or whatever you were reduced to pumping in your car, borrowing an office and hoping no one walked in or the worst choice of all a bathroom stall. I spoke to someone in HR about it and got immediate results. They outfitted a room with a wonderful chair, lights, and best of all a sink! Now we had two places to go. I remember the facilities person asked why only 7 women needed 2 places to pump and telling him “well they have 4 lanes on Rte 95 for 1 hour of rush hour in the morning…it’s sorta the same situation with pumping.” He laughed and immediately “got it.”pump

Not everyone at work was so comfortable with the idea of taking time out to pump. I had to leave an all day meeting twice to pump and I remember a guy (grown man, father of 2) asking “how long are you going to do that?” and eyeballing my pump as I sat it under the table. For some reason his comment brought out the inner lactavist in me and I retorted “THAT…as in feed my child? Probably till she’s 18…THAT as in breastfeed my child? Well it’s none of your business but at least till she’s a year old. But now that I know it makes you so uncomfortable I will bring my pump to every meeting and leave it right next to you on the table…sound good?!” Needless to say he never asked me about pumping at work again!

I found that after I helped get the new mother’s room up and running and after I quietly exited meeting to pump and then return younger female co-workers would ask me about pumping, and other new Mom questions. It actually made me feel good and I didn’t realize until I put it out there in a semi-public way they were too embarrassed to tell their bosses they had to pump and instead sat in meetings uncomfortable and worrying about finding the time to squeeze in another pumping session. I learned speaking up about mom/work/life balance issues helps us all feel a little more normal and we get great advice and support from some of the mostly unlikely people and places. Moms –be it breasfeeding, not breastfeeding, birth mother’s or adoptive moms-are on a journey together and we need to have each other’s backs.

Stacey

Hello! My name is….

Thursday, September 4th, 2008

Hello! I’m Jamie, a mom, an exercise physiologist, and now a new additon to the Bellani team, does that make me a Bellani woman? Oh, I like the way that sounds. You may have seen me around Bellani taking a class or two or even shopping for my little man, but now I’ve gone to the other side. My being a new mom has given me hands on experience and interest in child care and development, and of course to all the cool new toys and stuff out there, so I’m really excited! As I mentioned above, I am also an exercise physiologist. I graduated from UMass Boston with a Bachelor’s degree in Exercise and Health Sciences. I currently work in cardiac rehabilitation- secondary prevention programs at The Miriam Hospital. I am extremely interested in promoting health and wellness to all. I’m probably one of the few people you’ll hear say they actually like to exercise, it just makes me feel so good! And when I’m not working, I love to spend time with my family, being outdoors-I love the summer but can’t wait for apple picking season and Halloween, and traveling.
Anyhoo, thats me! I’m not Kelly or Shannon ( gotta love them), and I may not have the answers for everything but I am excited to learn and be a part of Bellani. See you soon!

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Wednesday, June 18th, 2008

Moms of three or more will either just laugh at me or nod in agreement at this entry. Yesterday, I went out with my three children, by myself. I clearly remember stroller shopping when I was pregnant with our second. I told my husband that the weight of the stroller was unimportant to me, because clearly I would never leave the house with the two children by myself. When I was a new mom I didn’t have the overwhelming desire to leave the house on adventures everyday because all of my needs were met on my block. I have friends that are neighbors and my elderly grandparents lived next door to me. I had socialization and a babysitter for a quick run to the grocery store. Of course, within two weeks I had the baby in the moby and was off gallivanting (that is the word my grandfather always used). This time the thought never crossed my mind to stay home. I go to work, swim lessons, baseball games, meetings, errands daily. I always have help though. I’m very fortunate to have a husband who loves baseball at night (with the bugs!). He never complains when I ask him to make dinner (albeit Macaroni & Cheese) because I’m running late. But sometimes he isn’t around…

Which brings me to yesterday, my husband is out of town, baby sitter is off. I woke up 1 1/2 hours before my normal alarm tone and got moving. I made snacks, packed bags, filled rubbermaid containers full of toys, games, and dvds, got the children ready and set off for the day. We tackled an 8 hour work day at Bellani, went to my son’s last baseball game of the season (totally used my Beco for holding Em during that trip), and then stopped by the neighbors picked up our friend Steve and his two children (the adorable Preston and Luca) and off for ice cream. On our walk home from the ice cream parlor (I love that word) we got caught in the rain, but no one cared. What a fabulous evening. I never want to forget this being my first day with all three children by myself. It reminds me that I can do this, and that maybe, one day, I’ll tackle the grocery store.c at baseball