Are you offended? Disgusted? Terrified? Nauseated?
You probably should be.
I'm nursing in public in that photograph.
That's right. My baby is suckling. Nursing. Breastfeeding. Guzzling milk. Havin' some nip. Chowin' down at the Areola Cafe.
And I'm not at all ashamed of it, nor should anyone be. I know there's a lot of discussion currently about the legal rights of the breastfeeding mother, and I have written four long paragraphs and deleted them right back out, because you probably know how I feel and would just get bored.
So I just wanted to quietly share a picture to show the uninitiated that nursing in public is no big deal. I do it everyday, from the mall to the doctor's office to the aisles of SuperTarget, and no one has ever said anything to me. You don't need a Hooter Hider or a giant baby sunhat. You don't have to hide under a blanket. You don't have to cower in the restroom at Buffalo's while some old lady makes a crapsplat next door.
It's no big deal. And if anybody gives you crap about it, use one of the following arguments:
1. My rights to breastfeed are provided under state law, and if you interfere with me feeding my child, I will call the police, the rabid lactivists, and the media.
2. How do you think Jesus ate, grandma? You think Mary had a can of Enfamil?
3. Quit lookin' at my squid eye, perv, or I'll squirt you with the Juice of Life.