lactation station

there is a room at work that is set up specifically as the lactation station. it used to be on the 4th floor in a fairly secluded area until it was taken over by people wanting to take naps during the day and rampant rumors of work day sex started circulating. there is a couch in there, you see. that was the room i used when seamus was born. now there is a new room on the 5th floor. it has a nice lounging chair and a lamp and a clock and an old file cabinet i use to set my computer on. when i first started using this room the whole set up of it was so everything faced the door. if someone walked in they would get a good look at me milkin. so i quickly asked the other girls who use the room if i could turn it around. everyone thought that was a great idea. there is a lock on the door and you can only get in if you have a key, but you just never know. the next thing that happened was that the light bulb burned out. this happened one day as i tunred the light on. no big deal, i just went over to the switch and clicked the over head light on and went about my buisiness. this was fine and dandy until the overhead light shut off. the motion sensor for the light had been covered and i did not realize this until it was too late. that sesson was done. i have since uncovered the sensor and don't use the lamp. one day though i was sitting so still that the light turned off. this happens in my office occasionally and always freaks me out. now, i shouldn't complain because i could have to set up my lactation station in the bathroom or some other equally undesirable place, but there is one last thing that just is wierd about this room. it is located right by the creative services departnemtn and every time i come in or out of the room they all stop what they are doing and look up. i don't know how i feel about that.
at the house the bathroom tile is almost done. apparently it will be totally done by thursday. wea re going to go look and sinks and toilets today at lunch. hooray! and we are going to look at furniture, too!