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We had a rough night last night. Gwen didn’t go down for the night until 8:30pm, and was awake at 11:30, 2:30 (that part was normal!) but then 4:30, 5:30, 6:30, and then 7 for the day. Brad took her for a bit while I slept for some more (thanks, dear!!!) and when he brought Gwen back in, she chomped on my finger.

So I pried her little mouth open and her lower right gum is quite swollen and red, and I’m 99.8% sure I see a slit of white. C’mon, tooth!

Gwen seems to be having a developmental explosion. She claps, she moves, she can turn the pages on books (so.cute.) … things are just changing so fast!!

If you want to see some historical breastfeeding pictures that prove (at least in my mind!) that it was seen as very normal and not a thing to hide in the past, check out this blog.

Beautiful.

I was startled to read this post over at The True Face of Birth.

Startled and appalled.

The article entitled “New moms should travel mammary lane discreetly”, published in the Calgary Herald, is one of the most offensive articles I have ever read about breastfeeding. The writer was demeaning to women who choose to breastfeed in public, or show a picture of themselves breastfeeding, claiming that they have a lack of self-respect and decorum, are not thinking of their babies’ best interest (in case, heaven forbid, the child grow up to see a picture of themselves breastfeeding), immodest, indecent, and classless. Wow. Seems to be like a lot to assert because of one issue - the Hey, Facebook! Breastfeeding is NOT Obscene! group on Facebook.

I’ll admit. I participated in the virtual “nurse-in”. Why? Because I don’t view breastfeeding as obscene. I view it as a healthy, natural way to feed my child. I’m not, by ANY stretch of the imagination, an exhibitionist, nor am I indecent, immodest, and classless. However, I feed my baby wherever I happen to be if she needs it. If there is a nursing room that is NOT located in a bathroom, I will go there - but not for the comfort of other people … I might go there because Gwen is particularly distracted or fussy. On the most part, I will feed Gwen wherever, whenever. And, shockingly, I have never put a blanket over her. Have you met my baby? She does not enjoy being covered up, and that will make for a bigger fuss than just feeding her. Granted, I’m normally wearing a nursing shirt when we go out to help me feed discreetly, but I’ve had some looks.

The following comic kinda sums it up for me, so I’ll let it speak for itself.