Welcome to the July 2010 Carnival of Nursing in Public
This post was written for inclusion in the Carnival of Nursing in Public hosted by Dionna and Paige at NursingFreedom.org. All week, July 5-9, we will be featuring articles and posts about nursing in public (“NIP”). See the bottom of this post for more information.
When my husband and I found out we were expecting our first child, he asked me “are you going to breastfeed?” I’m sure I looked at him like he had three heads as I told him “Of course! That’s what boobs are for!” I knew nothing about breastfeeding, had never seen it done, and knew no one who had ever nursed a child, but I was steadfast that it was the natural and right thing to do.
Someone gave me a copy of Dr. Sears The Breastfeeding Book at my baby shower, and I read it cover to cover. I practically memorized it. Before my son arrived I knew all there was to know about positioning, latch, supply issues, engorgement, and how to tell if my baby was getting enough milk. I loved that book. Gryphon latched on and was nursing within fifteen minutes of his birth. I never had issues with soreness or nipple cracking, and only experienced engorgement and plugged ducts after going back to work and trying to use a sub par pump. We rocked our nursing relationship!
I was never shy about nursing in public, either. I’d nurse in the mall, at the park, or at a drive in movie. When he was hungry, he ate! I could go out to dinner and nurse at the table and people wouldn’t even realize what he was doing. I nursed in a sling, and with him under my shirt. I nursed in cars with blankets in the window (to keep the sun out of his face, not to keep people from looking in.) “Sometimes” I would use a cover, but only if the top I was wearing exposed my belly. My husband was incredibly supportive of our breastfeeding relationship, and though he enjoyed giving a bottle of expressed milk he never pressured me to wean. The only public place I couldn’t nurse comfortably was in front of my in-laws.
Believe me, I know how odd it sounds. I could (and did) nurse my child in front of total strangers without a second thought. At the in-laws, I wasn’t comfortable feeding my own child in the same room as everyone else. Looking back on it now, I think it’s because it was obvious from the very beginning that they were uncomfortable with my nursing in front of them. As soon as baby Gryph started his hungry fussing I was ushered upstairs, to be alone. I’d perch on the edge of a hard twin sized bed in a hot cramped room so that I could have “privacy.” Even at my own home when they visited I felt the need to cover up or excuse myself to a different room to keep them from feeling uncomfortable. It made ME uncomfortable because THEY were so uncomfortable with it! Gryph weaned earlier than I’d like, and part of the reason was the lack of breastfeeding support. I was being pressured by my mother in law to use formula, to get him on solids, so that she could bond with him. Though my intention was to nurse for a full year, after six months I gave in.
When my daughter arrived 20 months or so after my son, I was determined to do things differently. She nursed exclusively for six months before we even begun solids, and was my first co-sleeping baby. The fact that I nursed my daughter AT NIGHT in MY BED was another reason that my nursing relationship wasn’t supported. Zoe needed me to sleep, and therefore could not spend the night at Grammy’s … therefore breastfeeding is bad. I got better about not leaving the room in my own house when they were visiting, and managed to spend some time with the rest of the family at their house by nursing downstairs wrapped in a huge quilt, but oftentimes felt like an outcast. Once Zoe was a year old, there were numerous comments to the effect of “is she STILL nursing?” and “When are you going to wean that baby?” Zoe nursed for the last time at almost 15 months old, and I was satisfied.
When our last child, Drake, made his appearance I didn’t care what anyone thought any more. I found it silly that something so natural as breastfeeding seemed to creep them out. I fed my child wherever I was, with no cover, without care for who was there or what they thought. I have photos in which I am nursing Drake and my mother in law has airbrushed a shirt on me. I thought it ridiculous and told her so. This is MY child, and this is how he eats. As a funny side note, my husband just reminded me that when I’d start to nurse Drake in my in-laws living room the area would magically vacate. Suddenly everyone had somewhere else to be, or made a very pointed demonstration of “not looking.” I chuckled inside…you’d think after three children they’d have learned to deal with it. Drake is now three, and STILL nursing (gasp!) I’ve been told how concerned she is that he still has breast milk, and how I’m somehow damaging my child. Pfft. He’s the healthiest of all my kids, and I’ll nurse him until he’s ready to wean himself.
The husband and I are trying for baby four at the moment. Will I breastfeed? Darn tootin’. Will I leave my living room to do so? Not a chance. If I can’t convince my own family that breastfeeding is natural, normal and healthy then how am I going to convince a total stranger?
Welcome to the Carnival of Nursing in Public
Please join us all week, July 5-9, as we celebrate and support breastfeeding mothers. And visit NursingFreedom.org any time to connect with other breastfeeding supporters, learn more about your legal right to nurse in public, and read (and contribute!) articles about breastfeeding and N.I.P.
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This post is just one of many being featured as part of the Carnival of Nursing in Public. Please visit our other writers each day of the Carnival. Click on the links below to see each day’s posts – new articles will be posted on the following days:
July 5 – Making Breastfeeding the Norm: Creating a Culture of Breastfeeding in a Hyper-Sexualized World
July 6 – Supporting Breastfeeding Mothers: the New, the Experienced, and the Mothers of More Than One Nursing Child
July 7 – Creating a Supportive Network: Your Stories and Celebrations of N.I.P.
July 8 – Breastfeeding: International and Religious Perspectives
July 9 – Your Legal Right to Nurse in Public, and How to Respond to Anyone Who Questions It