Unexpected Costs of Motherhood, Part I: Dry Cleaning

Henry is still breastfeeding, which means I'm still pumping at work.  Yesterday afternoon, I strapped on my pumping apparatus, turned it on, and diligently went back to my legal research.  Two minutes later I realize my clothes are all warm and wet.  I had removed my shirt, strapped on the bra, inserted the cones, attached the pump valves, plugged in the tubes....and not attached the bottles.  Nothing says "I'm your lawyer" like the light scent of warm milk rising off your pencil skirt.