Ha! I have to admit, when I breastfed in the 1970's, I was a bit of an exhibitionist. I'd wear tube tops and pull them down instead of up. LMAO! I was far ahead of my time and didn't give a flying f**k what anyone thought. Nobody every complained, though.
As long as we still have a political and societal climate where women are supposed to be enjoyed by other men as sex symbols and nothing more, you will have men (and women who have bought into that same self-image that was sold to them) being affronted and offended by the sight of a woman using her breasts to feed her baby.
Its a mother feeding a hungry child - what is ever wrong with this - it is one of the most beautiful sights I hope to see - because how much bonding and love goes with the feeding
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Ha! I have to admit, when I breastfed in the 1970's, I was a bit of an exhibitionist. I'd wear tube tops and pull them down instead of up. LMAO! I was far ahead of my time and didn't give a flying f**k what anyone thought. Nobody every complained, though.
You rock, Maggie!!!
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Love this!!
Yes! Can I pass this along to my lactation consultant friend?
I LOVE THIS!
You are too good Maggie. I hope this does not mean you've been getting shit for nursing though!
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Right on!!
Also right on? My word verification, which is "loquat".
I just can't even believe this is still going on -- this dumb, dumb conflict. I mean -- what the hell?
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Amen girlfriend!
What? I did it for Beelzebub.
As long as we still have a political and societal climate where women are supposed to be enjoyed by other men as sex symbols and nothing more, you will have men (and women who have bought into that same self-image that was sold to them) being affronted and offended by the sight of a woman using her breasts to feed her baby.
Get over it, America.
Hells yes.
Its a mother feeding a hungry child - what is ever wrong with this - it is one of the most beautiful sights I hope to see - because how much bonding and love goes with the feeding
Love it! Just found your blog and am so enjoying a dose of straight-talk-reality. :) Much thanks!
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