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I have to confess I am not the most confident person, and I am not particularly comfortable with my body so before Boo was born the thought of breastfeeding in public did kind of fill me with a sense of dread. I had no idea about what breastfeeding would be like – as I have written in yesterdays post about The Start of My Breastfeeding Journey so I had no idea about cluster feeds etc and I imagined I would fit going out into the space between feeds (what space between feeds?).
It was 6 weeks before I ventured out of the house for longer than a quick trip to buy more tiny baby clothes for Boo. And so it was 6 weeks before I had to feed her in public (people coming over to my house doesn’t really count – and I never went upstairs or hid away.) I suppose it’s easier to wave your own nipples around in your own house – and everyone had been warned!
In the early days I adopted the two top method for hiding my tummy whilst I fed Boo, I didn’t try covering Boo up because I wanted to see her and I wanted her to see me. With very little practice we seemed to get the hang of being discreet (for the most part) though there are some feeds that stick out in my mind.
A visit to the Drs – waiting for Boo’s appointment, the waiting room is packed, they are running late and Boo needs a feed, so I so to the back of the waiting room (Boo is only a couple of month old so we are still learning) and latch her on… and then her name gets called! And would she unlatch? No – I then just walked through the waiting room and to the Drs office and had her appointment with her latched on. Noone probably even saw anything other than a mummy cuddling her tiny baby – but to me it was a massive deal! There was panic at the time but afterwards I felt so happy.
I felt so proud that I hadn’t felt too uncomfortable (I had vowed I was never, ever going to go feed Boo in the toilets!) I had done it – after that I can honestly say that breastfeeding my tiny baby Boo in public was not an issue. That was my turning point, I realised that no matter what the situation I could do it, I could feed Boo when she needed it – and I didn’t have to stay at home (not that I am complaining about cluster-feeding-growth-spurt-sofa-days). I felt so empowered by this experience I can’t even really put in to words how positive I felt that day.
I have found a lovely local shop with a free quiet breastfeeding room – with a comfy chair and no distractions so I know that Boo would get a good feed. And in the early days of public breastfeeding (and breastfeeding in general) my husbands support was invaluable – I knew that if I ever encountered any negativity he would deal with it for me, so I didn’t have to deal with that and feeding Boo. He was my safety net – and even though I never needed him to intervene knowing he was there helped.
We have fed in shops, cafes, restaurants, the park, in the middle of nowhere, I have been very lucky in that I have never had anything more than a stare (sometimes I think out of curiousity) and the odd tut – but only as Boo got older. Boo yelling ‘Boobies?’ at the top of her lungs whilst pulling at my top on a packed yet quiet bus was also another highlight of our public breastfeeding experience – so funny and I wish I had had a photo of all the different faces!
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