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Public Breastfeeding

06 Mar

My daughter is still breastfeeding.  I am one of the few women in this country who continues to nurse past the first year. (Many women don’t make it past 6 months!)  I don’t think I’m better than you.  I don’t think it’s the right choice for everyone.  And I definitely don’t believe it is necessary.  But for me, it is easy, it is healthy, and though the acrobatics and the occasional biting episode are frustrating and make me wish I wasn’t still doing this, I enjoy it.  It means I get to sit down a few times a day and do nothing but relax while I snuggle with my little girl.  As a toddler, she is on the move and really doesn’t want to spend a lot of time sitting and snuggling so that time spent nursing is special.

In the years since I started breastfeeding, I’ve had good experiences and bad experiences while nursing in public.  I am always discreet, but sometimes it’s easier than others.  Generally I prefer to sit down in a private space or use a nursing cover but this isn’t always possible.  This is for my comfort, not yours.  If I nurse in front of you, don’t get up and hide in the corner or make a big show of hiding your face.  That embarrasses me much more than the possibility that you might see a bit of my breast, assuming you’re a woman.  Simply avert your eyes until the baby is latched on and continue to talk to me as you would if I was eating a snack in front of you.  That’s really all I’m doing, giving my baby a snack.  If you’re a man, I might ask you to leave the room (or simply mention that I’m going to feed the baby…that’s your cue to leave) or leave the room myself. Trust me, I don’t want you to see me any more than you want to see!

When my younger son was 4 months old, we went to Disney World.  One night during a parade he was hungry and I was desperate to find a place to sit and feed him.  The only bench available was one right next to an older gentleman.  It wasn’t ideal but it was available so I made a beeline for it, only to realize when I got there that I’d left the diaper bag (which had my nursing cover) with my husband.  I managed to get the baby latched on with the man being none the wiser and I was so very proud of myself!  When he realized what I was doing, he was so sweet and completely comfortable talking to me while I nursed and was very complimentary of my decision to breastfeed my child.  It is, to date, the most positive experience I’ve had while nursing in public.

My most negative experience was when two women got right up to my van door trying to see what I was doing in there behind the privacy tint and then proceeded to loudly proclaim how disgusting I was for feeding my child that way in public.  Really???  I made the effort to do it somewhere where nobody could see me and that’s still not good enough?  To me, it is the most natural thing in the world.  God gave me breasts to feed my child.  I am blessed with the ability to make plenty of milk to nourish my babies.  For me to do otherwise would be silly.  (And for the record, I don’t care what you choose to do.  That’s your business and your baby.  Do what works for you!)

There’s a lot of controversy about nursing in public.  In the state of North Carolina, it is a mother’s right to nurse her baby wherever she may be, in any way she sees fit.  Nobody can ask you to leave, to cover up, or to stop.  I appreciate this because it gave me the ability to nurse with confidence, knowing that if anyone hassled me I could tell them that they were breaking the law, not me.  I have never seen anyone nurse in a way that wasn’t discreet.  I’m told there are people out there who practically strip naked to breastfeed, but I’d definitely say they’re the exception.  Most of the time, people don’t even realize I’m breastfeeding because I look like I’m just holding a baby.  There are people who justify their negative opinion on public breastfeeding by exclaiming that using the toilet is natural but we don’t do that wherever we want.  Breastfeeding is eating and really has no relationship to an adult using the toilet.  We certainly don’t expect others to eat only in the privacy of their own home, so why expect a baby to do so?  We make allowances for baby’s in the realm of toileting, anyway.  Ever heard of a diaper?  How many babies do you know who leave the room to use their diaper?

The moral of the story is that my child’s needs will always come before your hangups.  I will do my best to be discreet and keep you from seeing something you don’t want to see, but it is also up to you to behave like an adult and recognize that a baby often has needs that must be met that aren’t entirely pleasant for those around them.

 

Snow…again?

03 Mar

Like many people, I live in the south because I don’t care for cold weather.  I am content with one snowstorm a year that drops just enough snow to play in, but not enough to keep me home for more than a day or two.  And preferably, that day or two needs to come with a day off for my husband, not just my school age child.  And I definitely need advance notice…at least a day or two!

This winter has been hard for the (many) people like me in this area.  Much colder than normal and more snow than we’re used to have made it rather unpleasant.  Yesterday, we had a winter weather advisory for the evening and overnight.  We were expecting a dusting of snow on grassy and elevated surfaces.  Lee County Schools did not make a decision about school (despite the fact that it looked like the snow was going to be worse than expected) so I went to bed around 1AM.  As I walked through the house, I was surprised to look out the window and realize that the street was white.  There were already 2-3 inches of snow and no signs that it was letting up.  Hmmmmm…do you think they missed the forecast a little?

As I was laying in bed watching LOST (our satellite had gone out around 11:30 so I was relying on the DVR for my bedtime wind-down since my insomnia was bad) the power went out several times, but kept coming back on.  I finished LOST and moved on to The Biggest Loser, but about 5 minutes in the power went off and stayed that way.  This was 2AM.  I called Progress Energy immediately and laid back down, but my bedtime ritual of watching TV wasn’t possible so sleep didn’t come easily.  I think I fell asleep around 3:30, but Violet woke at about 4AM and I was in a lot of pain so I didn’t get much sleep the remainder of the night.  At some point Progress Energy called to tell me the power would be back on by 6AM, but that would turn out to be untrue.  Sometime around 6AM the school called to let us know that the kids were out today (Duh, ya think?) and I dozed off and on for another hour then finally got up because it was just too cold to sleep.  Still no power, and as I look out the window I notice that our trees and bushes are really weighed down with snow and I’m guessing we have an easy 6 inches or more.  It’s not looking good to get heat any time soon…

We got the kiddos up, dressed, and headed out to find a warm place to go.  My preschooler started crying when we told him he couldn’t play outside since there was no place to get warmed up afterwards.  With no TV and internet only via phone, we had no idea how bad it was in Lee County.  Our neighborhood was a mess…lots of trees and branches down.  The roads were pretty bad but we made it down to Walmart.  We walked around for a while, my preschooler crying the whole time, and finally decided to go someplace where they could play.  McDonald’s was packed, but warm, so we got some coffee and sat down to let the boys play…my oldest took off and was content to entertain himself climbing through the play structure.  My preschooler refused to play and continued to cry, stopping only when my husband got him some apples and juice.  That reprieve didn’t last long and then he started complaining that his ear hurt.  Suddenly the whining and crying made sense!  We called the pediatrician who said they could get us right in so we headed over there.

After a quick appointment, an ear infection (his first!) was confirmed and we headed back down to Walmart to get the prescriptions filled.  Stopped at Wendy’s for lunch, then returned to pick up the drugs, only to find out they didn’t have one of them.  UGH!!!  Thus began the hunt for a pharmacy that had it, as well as a place to spend the rest of the day since we had been told at this point not to expect power before 6PM.  We finally obtained the needed medication and landed at church, where I helped get some things together for our big move this weekend.  Sometime around 3PM, Progress Energy called my cell phone to see if we had power yet.  This had already happened at least 3 times and not once had we been able to say yes.  I called the house again and got the answering machine.  FINALLY!  Electricity!  Of course, by this point there hadn’t been any heat for 13 hours so it was too cold to go home right away anyway.  When I finally did return home, I was utterly exhausted.  The lack of sleep and state of high awareness (being out with kids is always much more difficult than staying home with them) I’d been in all day just about did me in.

So here I am, at 8:45, contemplating going to bed.  I can assure you that my bedtime prayers will include begging God to bring spring to North Carolina.  I can’t take much more of winter!

 

This story is not Sanford.

19 Nov

The story of Shaniya Davis is tragic.  It is disgusting.  It is scary.  It is many things.

It is NOT Sanford.  Everyone I know is just as shocked as me that this happened here.  I am heartbroken for many reasons about this story, not the least of which is the fact that this town I love, my adopted home, has entered the national spotlight for this, of all things.  Those of you watching on CNN, on Nancy Grace, on other national news stations don’t see what I see.

I see a place that has so many wonderful people that they were turning away volunteers for the search.  The people of this town wanted to bring that little girl home to her family, one way or another.  There were many, like me, who couldn’t handle the actual search and offered other help.  They even had to turn away those types of volunteers.

I was at the park with a friend the afternoon she was found.  I needed to get out of this house and the park seemed like a good place to be.  There, the other moms were just as horrified as we were by the news.  Sickened, shocked, and scared.

Now that I’m a few days removed from this, I see that I have no reason to be scared.  This was the result of fantastically horrible parenting.  Someone who was obviously in over their head, who didn’t realize the profound gift that motherhood is.  While I’m certainly not Mother of the Year, I think it’s safe to say that there is no way I would ever sell my child into prostitution to support my drug habit.  (Obviously this is all alleged at this point, but it sounds like they have a good reason to charge her with that.)  Lee County isn’t some hotbed of child prostitution or human trafficking.  This was a result of the actions of a few bad people.  I will certainly continue to be vigilant but I refuse to live in fear.

And I have hope.  Because in the midst of this terrible story, I’m reminded that for every one bad person there are many, many more good people.  People who are just as horrified by this as I am.  People who feel this overwhelming need to DO something to fix this even though they don’t know what that something is.  People who are heartbroken for and cried real, painful tears about this little girl they’d never met.

I feel like I need to reassure myself and everyone else that Sanford is a beautiful town.  Not necessarily because of the scenery (though there are some beautiful places here!), but because of the people.  Please don’t let this one story color your opinion of us.  We are not the Shaniya Davis story.  We are so much more.

 

Motivation Monday — Kid Appreciation

16 Nov

Right now I’m holding my babies a little closer.  Thankful that they are with me, and healthy, and ALIVE.  I am devastated by the news locally, trying hard to understand why there are such terrible people in this world.  This week I’m going to try to be a little more patient.  Give them a lot of hugs and kisses and special treats just for being them.  And I’m going to do my best to remember not to take them for granted going forward.

I’m also reminded that there are sick people everywhere and that no place is safe.  So I will remember to trust my instincts…sexual predators don’t stop at the borders of Lee County.  I know this, but it’s really been driven home over the last few days.

My heart and prayers are going out to Shaniya Davis and her family.  I pray that those responsible are brought to justice and that, someday, those who love her are able to find peace.

 

Wishful Wednesday — Unemployment Benefits Extension

14 Oct

This week, the Sendate is supposed to vote on whether or not to extend unemployment benefits.  I am praying with all of my might that this passes, as my husband has 2 weeks of unemployment left.  I am terrified of what happens if we lose that $500 a week.  We will certainly lose our house (something we’re already on the brink of, anyway) and other things that I can’t even think about right now.  I am beyond terrified.  He’s doing his best to secure income for us but it just hasn’t happened yet.

I know there are other programs out there to help us if this happens, but I had really hoped not to be any more of a burden on the system than we already are.  I’m writing an email to my Senators today.  Would you consider doing the same?  You can find contact information for them here: http://www.senate.gov/general/contact_information/senators_cfm.cfm