Goodness gracious, it has been so long since I have had time to write. Halloween took so much out of me and all of a sudden Turkey Day is almost here! The kids were adorable in their costumes; Billy was a hobo and Suzy was a gypsy. I even put on some cat ears and said meow a few times. I was soooo into it! Hubby had to work late that night because he was training a new secretary but I took lots of pictures so it was almost like he was there, LOL. :)
Anyway, let me get to the point. I recently saw a horrible blog written by what appears to be a very unhappy middle-aged man who has spent his years waiting tables. I can't even say the name of his blog, because it has a bad word in it. Poor thing. He must be miserable. He wrote a post about a woman who came into his restaurant and breastfed. Boy oh boy, did he stir up the pot with that one. I don't usually like to face conflict, but I want to put in my two cents. Okay, maybe three cents, LOL!
Breastfeeding is my right as a mother, a woman and an American. It's even protected by the law in most states and if it's the law then we know it must be right, right? Right! This is the United States of America after all. I breastfed both of my darlings and if I still could, I would. It is a special bond and I miss it. The last time I breastfed Billy we were at Chuck E. Cheese's for his birthday. I knew that he was soon going to be too old to have that moment with me and when I saw him blowing out his five candles, I couldn't resist. I pulled out my feeding apron and put him in my lap. Of course he didn't want to, what with all his friends there watching, but I just told him how much better his birthday cake would taste if he had it with some milk first. After I promised him a dollar to go play Skee-Ball, he agreed and took one last sip. I asked Suzy if she wanted some but she was texting on her phone and said, "No thanks, Mom. I'm busy." They grow up so fast!!!
If that B****y Waiter was so offended by it, he should have just looked away. That's what all the people at Chuck E. Cheese did. Honestly, it was if they'd never seen a woman feed her five-year old child before. Even some of the mothers seemed put off by it which I found really surprising, but if they can't handle it, that's their issue and not mine. Breasts are made for one thing: FEEDING CHILDREN. (Hubby, if you're reading this, I know you beg to differ, you naughty boy, but it's true. It really is true, dear, no matter what you try to show me on your videos.) I am not ashamed when I feed. When I go to the beach or the swimming pool, I wear my one-piece with the cute little skirt and the polka-dot cover up, but when it comes time to feed my children, if some skin shows, then so be it. I am woman, hear me roar. Or in the case of last Halloween, hear me "meow." LOL!
I'd better be going. I just needed to write and let B****y Waiter know that breastfeeding is a wonderful and natural thing that women do. It's a privilege and an honor. I hope he can come to turns with it and maybe someday he won't find a bosom so disturbing. Once he falls in love with the right girl and becomes a father, he will understand how truly wonderful it is to feed a child by the nipple of his wife. I pray for him. I hope he can find happiness someday.
Farewell, all. I am off to the grocery store to get things for dinner. Hubby said he will be home for dinner tonight so I am making his favorite: meatloaf and green peas with fresh rolls. Of course, there is always the chance that he will have to work late again or even spend the night at the office. The poor dear works tirelessly when it comes to training his secretary but he loves it so who am I to judge? I love you Hubby!!! Good luck with your secretary. I'm sure she will get everything right eventually. You just keep trying even if it takes all week, you sweet dedicated man, you.
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