Modestly Breast-feeding

I, who rarely wear shorts except with my one-piece-swimsuit, who doesn’t feel comfortable wearing tank tops, and whose cleavage (never mind belly button!) has never seen sunlight, breast-feed my baby.

Depending on the company I will often try leave the room to feed my child in privacy. This is certainly my preferred way to breast-feed.

But life goes on. Finding a private (and sanitary!) place to feed is sometimes impossible or not expedient and so I have now breastfed (with a covering of course) while talking to men (while inwardly writhing with embarrassment), breastfed while sitting beside a busy road (valiantly ignoring all the curious looks from passing traffic), and breastfed in restaurants (smiling sweetly at the waitress as she gives me weird looks while taking my order).

But despite all the embarrassment I am glad that I have persevered.

Breastfeeding is for me one of the sweetest and most intimate times that I have with my baby.