Monday, November 19, 2012

MILK... it's what they're there for!

If you've been a frequenter of my blog for long enough, you'll know that one of my favourite topics of discussion is breastfeeding (hey, I try to stick with what I know... and after a combined 3yrs of nursing under my belt... I know breastfeeding).  I may have discussed it here, here, here, here, here, here, and here (and I've definitely discussed it in passing more, but these are posts where it has been the prevalent 'theme').

As I grow and mature, I find myself becoming a pretty big advocate of normalizing breastfeeding (I am sure that you have noticed this trend in my writing).  I truly believe anytime, anywhere because babies don't get hungry only when it is convenient for you.

So, when I hear about women being told that they cannot nurse here because (insert ridiculous reason, similar but certainly not limited to the following:  "What will we tell our children?", uhhhhh, maybe tell them that I am feeding my baby?.  Or "It's an intimate moment and should be done in private", No, it is a moment of child nourishment that has the potential to be 'intimate' should mom & aforementioned child deem it the right moment to do so.), anywho... it just makes me want to scream.

How on earth have we made it to 2012 and this is still an issue (and not a little issue but a fairly prevalent issue, especially in our social media)??????

Breasts are titillating, erogenous packages biologically designed for the manufacturing and deliverance of precisely balanced nourishment for our offspring. 

You may be shocked to find out that their number one biological priority is not just looking good and being something fun to play with... nope, they are biologically designed with your child in mind.

Why are we so hung up on the sexuality of breasts? 
Why when women proudly display their breasts while out on the town do we cheer but we frown at someone nursing their child?

This does nothing to encourage women to breastfeed.  Not.at.all.

I am a fairly strong-willed individual and even I hesitated about the appropriate amount of boobage to show while at the hub's Christmas Party on the weekend.  I, who have nursed pretty much everywhere, was concerned about the reaction that my husband's coworkers might have at the sight of the top of my breast... so much so, that I left the room and arranged WC in a manner that would cover as much as physically possible of my breast before coming back to the dining room. 

In retrospect, I wouldn't have felt one bit uncomfortable about the amount of boob that was showing, had a baby not been attached to it... which (to me) means that I had nothing to feel uncomfortable about. 

This attitude and pressure can absolutely sway a mother to not breastfeed!  If someone who advocates for the normalcy of breastfeeding can feel that moment of apprehension and pressure... how do you think it affects other women?  

Milk... it's what they're there for!!

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