Networking with a diaper bag
I got a text from my husband in the middle of yet another session at the solo/small firm conference, saying that our daughter was hungry.
At least this time I sat in the back of the room, so I was able to leave without making too much noise. I was also fortunate that my husband was in the same building as I was. I rushed upstairs, nursed my daughter and came back down.
The only way for me …
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