Last year I wrote about my memories of breastfeeding in public. Those memories are all still there, very strong and fresh.
I feel very lucky to have only had one bad public experience. I remember all the nerves I had about breastfeeding in public. The anxiety. The fear. Once that first week of public nursing had passed it became second nature to me. Although for the first few months I was still very conscious of other people’s opinions especially with it being so high on the topic list for media.
As the months passed I didn’t use my breastfeeding shawl anymore. I’d happily whip my boobs out in front of strangers, passers by, in restaurants and the most embarrassing thing of all… In front of my hubby’s Grandad!! It became the normal thing, the most natural thing and the right thing to do.
I want to hear about your memories, your positive experiences in public.
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