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Embarrassed Breastfeeding….

And I don’t mean just sitting in public breastfeeding because none of us should ever be ashamed or embarrassed of doing such an amazing thing for our child.

I now look back and laugh so hard at the times I thought I was going to die because my son enjoyed showing my boob off to the world.

My first story happened when my second was less than a month old, With a toddler and a newborn I was always tired. I had my toddler down for a nap and thought it would be a good idea for me to lay down in bed and feed the baby. We had both fallen asleep when there was a knock at the door. It took me a few seconds to jump up realize I had fallen asleep and run to the door. I accepted and signed for a parcel not even phased by the dirty look he was giving me. After he left I went back to the room and saw in the mirror that my boob was hanging right out.

My second story was due to my son’s love for showing off my boob.
My son at this point was a few months old and was easily distracted from eating. We went to a restaurant for dinner with my mom. We had a male waiter who seemed very nice.  While he had come to take our order I was trying to feed my son, I am very pro feeding where ever I felt like it without a cover. My waiter was staring at me while taking my order, but continued when he asked my brother what his order was. I looked down to find my son staring at him while he stared at my breast. I laughed it off. But boy if I was a first time mom I think I would have turned tomato red instead of just a darker pink colour.

What are your breastfeeding boobers? I mean Bloopers.

-Kayleigh May

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