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December 12th, 2008
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Sweetmorn the Fifty-Fourth of Aftermath in the Year CUS

My early morning, as I work on my last final paper (not redundant, read it again), has been considerably brightened by the discovery that UNC's Frank Porter Graham Student Union, in which I have logged many an hour of caffine-addled productivity and many more of psudeo- or just plain non-productivity, actually contains (and presumably has contained, all this time) a Lactation Room. It says so beside the door.

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Lactation Room

3200


[Sign-style pictograph of a woman with a deep
(and decidedly lopsided) V-neck collar,
holding to her chest what might be an infant
(or possibly an oversized Parcheesi piece)]

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Why was I not informed?

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From:laureth
Date:December 12th, 2008 11:46 am (UTC)
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Do you lactate?
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From:williamtwodium
Date:December 12th, 2008 03:37 pm (UTC)
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I don't play racquetball, either, but I know where the practice courts are. More importantly, I know that such things exist, and I have known for some time. It just seems like word ought to have gotten around.

I'm just walking down the hall, attending to business and reading out of the corner of my eye, you know, "'Meeting Room', 'Study Lounge', 'Telecommunications Closet', 'Meeting Room', 'Staff Room', 'Lactation Room', 'Study - ' wait, what?"

If these places are common knowledge, tell me now, because I had no idea. Do rich people have these in their homes? Like how rap stars build racquetball courts next to their indoor pools?
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From:laureth
Date:December 13th, 2008 07:21 pm (UTC)
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At the grocery store where I used to work, there was a "lactation station" in a seldom used laminating/storage room. Employees who were new moms would go up there and, well, lactate on their breaks, usually storing the product in a jar in the break-room fridge until they got home. However, it wasn't really made terribly public, especially to people outside the "club," if you know what I mean.

Lots of people play racquetball, and still others know about racquetball. It's not an embarrassing thing to be caught doing. However, there's a kind of squick factor in squeezing dairy products out of one's breasts - the same sort of shame that attaches itself to other natural functions like menstruation. I can see where men in particular would say "Uh, no thanks!" real quick if women just started talking about expressing milk in their presence, so there may be a certain amount of "don't want to know" in at least half the population - it's certainly not something men typically discuss. (Is it?) And among women, lactation is not something we do all the time. It's kind of a niche activity. One that people don't often want to be seen doing, so it's kinda hush. (Everybody craps, so everybody knows where the bathrooms are, but not everyone lactates, and not all the time.)

I don't think people have lactation rooms in places where they are unlikely to be found by strangers, or need privacy. If I had a baby to feed, I could just lactate on the couch. Where special rooms do not exist in public, I notice that most women recess to a bathroom stall in the ladies' room to breastfeed. It seems like there's a level of secrecy in almost any activity where substances are expelled from one's body, except perhaps sweat.
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From:des_demento
Date:December 14th, 2008 04:16 am (UTC)
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Go sit in there.

I dare you.
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