Long before my daughter was born, I acquired a top-of-the-line breast pump. My maternity leave was over when Jolie was 11
weeks old, and it was time to bring my pumping to work. I had to plunge right into patients, housestaff, actual medicine, while I contended with pumping and separation anxiety. My days, which had always been busy, were now nonstop action—I saw
time in an entirely different light: the vanishing minutes of a working mother.