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‘I was sitting there between eleven men, feeling very embarrassed’

Every month a mother talks about the moment in motherhood when things went completely wrong.

Hanne (29) lives with Jasper (31) and is the mother of Anne-Floor (11 months).

“In the middle of my maternity leave I had to go back to work for an important meeting. Our new CEO would be introduced during lunch in a fancy beach bar.

I wasn’t really looking forward to it, had been sitting on my pink cloud in the baby bubble for a long time. But my manager thought I should be there and made it fun, under the guise of ‘you have to have lunch’. You can guess that this is a man, just like most of my colleagues.

But okay, I could take a break for two hours. My friend stayed with the baby and I had already pumped in the morning, so Anne-Floor could be fed when she was hungry. For the occasion I was all dressed up and neatly dressed in a white trouser suit, with a pink top and heels. Something different from my everyday jogging suit. I felt like a woman again.

Spontaneously soaked

The meeting also started very successfully. The food was tasty, the presentation interesting. So far everything went well. But at the end, just when we had ordered desserts, a woman came into the beach bar with a baby. The moment her child started screaming, I felt something crazy change in my body. My breasts, apparently encouraged by the crying, spontaneously began to spurt milk. My bra was soaked in no time.

“My bra was soaked in no time”

I had put compresses in my nursing bra just in case, but that didn’t stop the waves. I felt terribly relieved. I sat there between eleven men, with two large wet spots in my shirt. I would have preferred to get up immediately, but I had to wait for my brownie and mint tea. I just made a joke of it and hid my soaked cleavage uncharmingly behind a large linen napkin.”

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