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The fact that it’s perfectly legal in New York for a woman to expose her breasts in public has empowered me to nurse The Boss whenever and wherever necessary, without the irrational embarrassment associated with breastfeeding. I’m not sure which line in the Constitution supports this act (maybe this one), but I love it.
Happy Fourth of July!
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When I first saw this headline, I assumed it meant bottled milk. Um, no. At any rate, kudos to the sister who can squirt with (and under) such pressure.
Most states permit breastfeeding in public, and some prohibit stores, restaurants and other private establishments from giving nursing mothers the boot. However, Idaho can stand to get its shit together before I ever travel there.
A quickie before takeoff
The Boss and I had time before our return flight yesterday, so I decided to feed her inside the airport terminal before boarding. Her face was fixed firmly to my bosom when the airline’s gate agent made this announcement:
The flight to New York is oversold, and we are asking for volunteers to give up their seats. In exchange, you’ll receive a $400 voucher towards a future flight, and we will rebook you on another plane leaving an hour from now.
It was a sweet deal. But how strange would it have been to approach the ticket counter with The Boss sucking loudly at my teat! I’m all for breastfeeding in public, but even that scenario would have been too awkward for me.
Instead, I waited for The Boss to finish before speaking with the gate agent. By that time, no more volunteers were needed.
The Boss didn’t seem to mind.
As the blogs fume and Lady Gaga threatens to sue, we look at why a little scoop is causing such a big roar
Salon || March 10, 2011
The kinky cannibalism of consuming breast-milk ice cream simultaneously turns me on and off, but I never considered the gender inequality of it—probably too busy ooohing and ewwwing.
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My teats are The Boss’s chew toys when her teething pain hits. Hopefully, by the time her real choppers surface, my nipples will be calloused enough to handle it.
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Co-sleeping with The Boss
Like many people, The Boss doesn’t sleep well in a strange bed. The new environment assaults her senses and makes for fitful nights and fleeting naps.
To comfort The Boss during this vacation, she and I are sharing a bed, and I’ve taken to nursing her there as well. It’s made a modest improvement to her nighttime sleep.
However, there’s a drawback to this approach. I tend to sleep through The Boss’s feedings, which means she isn’t burped. The result is one fart-filled baby in the morning.
The nearest La Leche League meeting is a schlep and a half from my home, so I hit this awesome website for lactation support. It really fills the information void that builds once a baby is past the newborn stage.
Work slowdown
Lately, my breasts — Gertrude and Gloria — hadn’t been making as much milk as in the past. I worried The Boss wasn’t getting enough nourishment, that she might slip into that dreadful “failure to thrive” zone.
As it turns out, the work slowdown is a normal thing. My super-mammaries have just gotten more efficient at producing milk when The Boss demands it. Give it up for Gertrude and Gloria!
