tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236125596323525948.post5022305460357019269..comments2023-07-01T11:42:25.019-04:00Comments on At Home With Me: What's the Breast Story?Susiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05450252653398457957noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236125596323525948.post-71334243807219561172008-08-14T10:51:00.000-04:002008-08-14T10:51:00.000-04:00Just gave you an award, so please stop by.Just gave you an award, so please stop by.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236125596323525948.post-12690279797696670652008-08-13T19:16:00.000-04:002008-08-13T19:16:00.000-04:00Just found you through Canape and I have to say I ...Just found you through Canape and I have to say I LOVE this post. I'm now settling in to read more both because your writing is great and because we're both proud Durhamites (and Obama voters to boot). <BR/><BR/>I'll definitely be a return reader. :)@sweetbabboohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15414489876832313768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236125596323525948.post-67957090954724624062008-08-12T09:32:00.000-04:002008-08-12T09:32:00.000-04:00I agree 100%. I don't think I ever got the stink ...I agree 100%. I don't think I ever got the stink eye from nursing my babes in public. It took until my 2nd before I was more comfortable with it, though. I remember sitting at a wedding and nursing Anya just outside the bathrooms in the only comfortable chair in the place. I even had elderly smile at me while I nursed her (I was well covered, but it was pretty obvious what I was doing). If my family and friends never saw my boobs, then they obviously weren't around very often. After awhile you hardly care for propriety since you've seen your boobs so often they have lost all their luster. You only see udders. ;)Stacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07464318343985100834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236125596323525948.post-25704609064797600662008-08-12T08:26:00.000-04:002008-08-12T08:26:00.000-04:00I was always very fortunate that I never had any e...I was always very fortunate that I never had any experiences like that. I remember I was so proud of my husband when he was managing a Starbucks and I asked him if it was okay with him if I breastfed our son in his store. He was like "Heck yeah, if anybody has a problem with it, they'll have to deal with me!" <BR/><BR/>I hereby promise to help support nursing mothers!Madame Queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05879021662076403965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236125596323525948.post-7226890894788259932008-08-12T08:19:00.000-04:002008-08-12T08:19:00.000-04:00I must add my voice to the others--GREAT post. I ...I must add my voice to the others--GREAT post. I remember coming in from a trip to the store with my last baby. David's grandmother and teenaged female cousin were in my living room, TFC had a CD blaring on my stereo. I headed towards my comfortable nursing chair and prepared to feed my daughter. "Um, you might want to go in the bedroom, honey?" my husband suggested tentatively. Death rays shot from my eyes like hot lava seeking to destroy human tissue. "And why would that be, dearest?" I asked sweetly as Bookey latched on and began to eat her lunch.<BR/>check, game, match, if only I could win every time like that....sigh.1blueshi1https://www.blogger.com/profile/10418434979020598006noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236125596323525948.post-85886274118488902942008-08-11T10:59:00.000-04:002008-08-11T10:59:00.000-04:00Excellently writ. And as a former breast feeder a...Excellently writ. <BR/>And as a former breast feeder and once breastfed myself, I will do as you suggest.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236125596323525948.post-34233700053002998882008-08-10T15:54:00.000-04:002008-08-10T15:54:00.000-04:00Amen.Amen.Marty, a.k.a. canapehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15061361665908074413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236125596323525948.post-81121939831869376052008-08-09T22:47:00.000-04:002008-08-09T22:47:00.000-04:00I heart you for this post. For reals. XOI heart you for this post. For reals. XOHer Bad Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03535958887714152413noreply@blogger.com