Breastfeeding, but Make It Fashion
Getting dressed doesn’t have to give you the baby blues.
I’ve been taking my top off in public. Frequently.
Don’t you dare judge me. If you had a newborn that relied on your body for nourishment every 45 minutes to three hours depending on the day, you’d walk around half-naked amongst strangers at some point, too. And I’m not just whipping ‘em out all over southern California to feed my 7-week-old daughter. The frequency with which I get spit up on my button downs or drop Haaka’s full of breastmilk all over my pants (screams into pillow) requires several outfit changes1 (and pep talks) a day.
When I’m within the safety and purgatory of my own home, I’m dressed for the job. This means I’m usually just wearing various pairs of soft pants and a nursing bra. That’s it. Anything more than that is impractical, so I see no reason to wear a shirt even though I have a neighbor who can sometimes stop by unannounced. That’s a thrill. Anyways, strolling about outside in an outfit that’s basically underwear is typically frowned upon. After a couple weeks …