Oh The Places You’ll Pump :: A Poem
Congratulations, today is the day
You send your baby to daycare away
You have your bags packed and ready to go
Now it’s time to get the milk to flow
Eat some oats to boost supply
Drink tons of water so you’re not too dry
Find a nice private place with no one in sight
But to find that at work is a task not too light
The humming and purring of your pump fills the air
It’s an experience for which no one can prepare
You feel like a cow to be milked on the farm
And are supposed to think this process shouldn’t cause for alarm
Your breasts are pulled to make food for your baby
All the while you think “couldn’t this be easier? Maybe?”
But mothers are a very devoted bunch
They’re willing to pump every day and skip lunch
They pump in the car in between meetings
They even pump before and after some feedings
They pump in a car, on a plane, or a boat
In the office, at home, at a conference, under a coat
In bathroom stalls they make it work
But any semblance of privacy is a perk
Your days are divided in hours of three
Because engorgement is really terrible, you see
The sacrifice that moms make for breastfeeding is real
And we really should realize it’s a very big deal
Accommodations and empathy go a long way
Help a pumping mom out throughout the day
