Friday, October 28, 2011
who doesn't love boobies?
Everyone loves boobies, it's true, you can't deny it. But here's a question for you, do breasts ever make you uncomfortable?
Sure sure, the response from most will either be, "Nah, I have a pair of my own", "Actually I find the bosoms of a woman to be a natural and beautiful part of our world" or "BRING ON THE TITTY SHOW!!!". But I'm sure there are a number of people in the world who are somewhat off-put at the sight of naked flesh of any kind - think Amish and ankles.
Why in the world would anyone want to tackle this topic? I guess I just don't have enough controversy in my life at the moment, surely this will divide many of my readers into two camps. 1. We support breastfeeding mothers, it's natural, they should be welcome everywhere! 2. We don't want to talk about it, we will pretend to agree with whoever is the most vocal.
Now, as with many issues that I have tackled here in the past, location and discretion are of utmost importance. The etiquette in a fine dining establishment is different than a fast food joint - and varies in between. But you will argue, IT'S NATURAL, a mother should be allowed to do this anywhere. Not true, pooping is also natural, making sweet love to your significant other - NATURAL. There are many wonderful natural things that exist in our world that I do not want happening at the table next to me in a restaurant.
I personally feel that breast feeding is an intimate moment shared between mother and child that need not be broadcast to everyone in the vicinity.
However, with all that being said, if I may quote someone who prefers to remain anonymous - but who contributed to the dialogue regarding breastfeeding in restaurants - "timing is everything'". Perhaps the moment while your server is taking your order and you are describing to them that you'll have the caesar salad but with no crouton, light on the dressing - here's my boob coming out and here I go hoisting baby up to suckle, got a good look at my nipple didn't ya? - oh and extra bacon; this, maybe, is not the time.
Discretion is the other thing. I have to admit I do have a soft spot personally for breastfeeding women. There's a warmth and tenderness to the vision of a baby held close to its mother's breast (so long as the child is not toddler sized or beyond! Another topic for another post). But, perhaps it could take place under a blanket, or one of the cute hats in the picture at the top of the page?