We just had a fire alarm at work. Before walking out the door, I grabbed my purse, my coat -- and my just-pumped breast milk. I didn't have time to grab the cooler, so I just had the bottle with me, out in the open for all to see. When I got downstairs, I ran into another mommy lugging her entire pump -- if the building were to burn down, she didn't want to lose that important investment!
I work so darn hard for every ounce, that I literally have cried over spilled milk the few times it has happened. It's just amazing to me how one's priorities change when one is a Mommy.