At the end of her account "Basketball and breastfeeding" Mandy Cohen comments "Final tally on this trip: Times walked in on-two; Security issues-one; Awkward moments-nine; Blushes induced-12. Not too bad. And lucky me, I get to do it all again next week. Bring it on!" This is the crux of what the book is about: she has to travel because she works in TV covering an Americanised sport. She has babies but isn't at home with them. The humour is the reaction she provokes from male peers. Is she proud or embarrassed by pumping breastmilk? Like most mums, it seems that she wants to be congratulated, and commiserated with, at the same time. It's good that she is able to tell her story, replete as she is with power to negotiate lactation breaks. Maybe less privileged mums will be relieved that they can compare their experiences with glamorous professionals. Some mothers will connect, and laud, her efforts to pump milk for her baby. But it makes me glad that when I was breastfeeding, I mostly stayed home.