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Asshat.

Yesterday, I stumbled across a heated argument of epic trolling proportions about public breastfeeding on a friend’s Facebook page. I saw, I skimmed, and I started to move along as always… until I noticed his wife’s response.

“Because breastfeeding is a legal right where pissing on the sidewalk is illegal?”

Wait. What?

Did someone REALLY try to compare public breastfeeding to public urination?

Well, shit.

I started reading. There were a variety of viewpoints, ranging from “gross” to “I just don’t understand the “I breastfeed in public, hear me ROARRRR!”" to “I’ll support this as soon as it’s okay for me to whip out my body parts in public as well.”

I was angry. I stupidly fed the trolls while I was still fired up. In my husband’s words, I was an asshat.

Don’t tell him, but he was right.

Here’s what I really should have said:

I breastfeed my child in public when he’s hungry. I give my child a bottle of pumped milk in public when he’s hungry. In the past, I formula-fed my girls in public when they were hungry. I choose/chose to feed all three children with as much discretion as possible, because a hungry + crying baby draws enough attention all on it’s own.

What happens if you’re nearby? First of all, you won’t die. I promise. However… You might see some or all of my delicate (snort) breast depending on what kind of shirt I’m wearing, (Seriously. You try and discreetly nurse in a button-up.) or your proximity to me, or whether or not I was able to sweet talk the waitress into a booth instead of the table she tried to seat us at. You might even see (gasp) a flash of nipple as he’s latching or unlatching. Sometimes there’s just no way around it. My apologies.

What about a blanket or a “hooter-hider” to cover up? Let’s be realistic here. My kid cries and flails hysterically if my shirt falls over his nose while he’s nursing. It’s hot, recirculated air, and there’s no way it’s comfortable. I’m not about to torture him further by forcing him to eat underneath a blanket because you might be a bit squeamish. Plus, chances are really good you’d be the type of person to criticize me for not being able to “shut that baby up.”

But here’s the honest to God truth. If I’m nursing in public where someone else might be able to watch, it’s because there is no other good option left for me. And no, going into a bathroom to nurse is NOT an option. While I’m in no way ashamed to be breastfeeding my son (quite the opposite, actually), I’m also not a huge fan of giving complete strangers a free peep show. Weirdos. So trust me, if I can manage to pull off nursing without anyone else noticing, my day has been made.

Then why post photos of it?

Take a quick peek at my Instagram feed. You’ll find photos of my kids eating their breakfasts, of my dinner plates, coffee cups, beer bottles, and desserts; of my kids being the weird kids that they are, our adventures, our boring day-to-day crap, LOTS and lots of random baby photos, and yes… of William nursing. But why? Because I enjoy photographing and sharing pieces of my life. And right now, nursing is a big part of my life. Remember that part above where I said I formula-fed my girls? I would have loved to have been able to breastfeed them. So this? This is a huge achievement for me and it’s something that I’m happy to “roar” about. Not to brag or flaunt or show off or shove it in your face… but because I’m PROUD.

Here’s the beauty of social media. You don’t HAVE to see it.

So there you are.

I’m sorry I was a troll-feeding asshat.

Next time I’ll try and take a step back before I jump in head first.

Promise.

Also, waffles are delicious.

 

 
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Marisa - March 17, 2015 - 7:01 pm

We all can be ass hats when we are passionate about something. It comes from a good place.

Anya - February 2, 2015 - 4:27 am

Good on you, girl!
And huge congrats on your baby boy AND breastfeeding :-)
I have just accidentaly found your blog and will certainly be popping back :-)
xoxox

kate - January 16, 2015 - 8:06 am

Jump in the fray and raise your voice. No change is ever made in silence. I’m proud of you, and all my other amazing friends. No one steps back from a fight, no one cowers from the injustice, no one turns the other cheek. I’m so proud to have you in my tribe. And I will happily take that picture.

theravenquoth - January 15, 2015 - 5:27 pm

Then that’ll really get the trolls…. a picture of a 2.5 year old breastfeeding! WOO_EE! :)
xoxo

creole wisdom - January 15, 2015 - 3:42 pm

Mary, I love you. And I agree 100 percent.

Anna Rendell - January 15, 2015 - 3:37 pm

Love this. And you. And all of your babies. Proud to be your friend. And I think we should take a big ol’ breastfeeding picture at ladies night – josie, william, ben, lydia… all the babies. =)

Do I Hear Crickets…?

It’s been over five months. Is anyone still around?

Here’s the Clif Notes style update:

I had a baby boy in September. He’s adorable and sleeps through the crazy in this house, which (in my eyes) pretty much makes him a miracle child.

I have a zillion photos to share at some point… maternity photos, birth photos, newborn photos. Eeeeshh.

Lucy is now 5… going on 16. You guys, the attitude. Goodness.

June is still my little bruiser. The phrase “bull in a china shop” doesn’t even begin to describe her.

Matt and I are trying to decide on a trip, or trips to take this year. We’ve discussed everything from Cuba to Iceland to South Dakota. And yes, we know those aren’t even remotely similar destinations.

The good news is that for the first time in 4 years I have a functioning laptop. Which means I don’t have to go down to the frigid, spider-friendly basement to type on a real keyboard. So who knows… maybe I’ll get back to posting with regularity one of these days.

Maybe.

No promises.

 
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Yasin - August 17, 2015 - 2:21 pm

I agree with your sentiments about Instagram. It’s awsoeme and I love it. I’m looking forward to Summer because it means Spring will be done and we will have survived at work. :) Those are cute Mario bead things!!

creole wisdom - January 15, 2015 - 3:43 pm

You’re back… hooray! I absolutely love reading what you share here :) It’s been a busy, crazy, big past year for you! Blogging break totally understood.

{30 Weeks}

How Far Along: 30 weeks

How Big is Baby: A cucumber. 15 inches – 16 1/2 inches. 3 pounds.

Weight Gained: 18 pounds

Maternity Clothes: No change from previous weeks.

Sleep: Some nights have been better than others. I’m finding myself either waking up at every little bump and creak during the night (hello, raccoons trying to get into our garbage cans), or sleeping like a rock and not moving for anything (or anyone.)

Best Moments of the Week: Another low-key week. The highlights included painting our basement and a Thursday afternoon sewing with Mum.

We did spend a great afternoon at our friend’s backyard BBQ this weekend. It was nice to let the girls run around while we sat on the swing and relaxed.;)

Cravings: Ice. Watermelon. Salads. Cherries. Grapefruit.

Aversions: Pork. Anything fried.

Labor signs: Still “suffering” through continuous BH contractions. 3-5 a day is a good average, though some days I easily go through 3-5 in an hour!

Symptoms: Lots more pelvic and back pain. If I sit for any period of time I find myself doing the seriously old lady shuffle across the room until everything softens up a bit again.

What Do I Miss: Sushi. Deli meat. Sleeping/laying on my stomach.

How I’m Feeling: Still hanging in there. It’s hard to believe that I only have 10 (or fewer) weeks left… but at the same time, I can’t believe that I still have 10 (or fewer) weeks left!

 
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{29 Weeks}

How Far Along: 29 weeks

How Big is Baby: An acorn squash. 15 inches – 16 1/2 inches. 2.5 pounds.

Weight Gained: 15 1/2 lbs

Maternity Clothes: No change. I picked up a piece of smocked fabric at JoAnn this week to sew into a dress. I wonder how many of those I can get away with making and wearing…?

Sleep: Same old, same old. Lots of tossing and turning, but not horrible.

Best Moments of the Week: We had our yearly 4th-ish of July party this weekend. Good friends, walking tacos, watermelon, beer, non-beer, kids, and plenty of happiness.

I had a relatively uneventful 28 week checkup with my midwife on Monday. Baby sounds good. Mama got her Tdap and RhoGAM shots. Oh, and I failed the 1-hour glucose test. Yay… my 3-hour is scheduled for Friday and considering I had GD with June, I’m not terribly hopeful that I’ll pass. {Sigh}

Cravings: Ice. Watermelon. Cheese. Any form of baked good… cookies, bars, cake, etc.

Aversions: Pork.

Labor signs: HOLY Braxton Hicks.

Yesterday I started having frequent BH contractions around 5p. Frequent as in every 3-6 minutes or so, which totally exceeds the doctor’s recommendation of “more than 6 in an hour and you should call.”

I waited an hour. Then two. Then four. They didn’t stop. Still consistent, but irregular. I KNEW they weren’t productive contractions, but after four hours my anxiety took over and I called L+D triage. They suspected an infection… yeast or UTI. “Come in, we’ll treat it, and you’ll be on your way.”

I spent four hours in triage. I’ve learned that I do NOT have an infection of any sort, and I’m totally as un-dilated as I can be.

So what’s causing them? No clue.

The resident on-call told me that he was mildly concerned that they were holding in a regular 3-4 minute pattern, but that since they weren’t causing me to dilate, there’s no reason for them to keep me at the hospital. I was sent on my way at 2a. with instructions to continue hydrating and take it easy for the next couple of days. {Snort}

The contractions tapered off in regularity this morning, but I’m still having a couple every hour or so… and they’re incredibly uncomfortable. If this is my new normal for the next 11 or so weeks, I might cry. Stupid uterus.

Symptoms: Baby pile drivers? This kid NEVER stops moving. Ever. And he’s got some seriously bony appendages. Ouch!

Groin/pelvic pain. Mid-back pain. Exhaustion.

What Do I Miss: Sushi. Deli meat. Sleeping/laying on my stomach.

How I’m Feeling: Overall, I’m feeling good. I’d be even better if these silly contractions would lay off!

 
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creole wisdom - July 19, 2014 - 3:10 pm

You look great, Mary! I’m just glad you didn’t have an infection of any sort. I think one would know if they had a UTI or yest infection, right!? So glad to hear the 4th of July party went well. One of these years I’ll make it :)

{Instagram} Friday

{The girls at the Richfield 4th of July parade. Their first ever… and I think it’s safe to say that they had a blast. We ended up sitting about a block before the “official” starting line so we were able to watch everyone line up and start moving. The girls unexpectedly hit the jackpot, because everyone seemed more than happy to hand out fistfuls of candy. All they had to do was stand on the curb, put their hands out, and wait…}

{Egg sandwiches for breakfast! Early Saturday morning errands almost always require for a stop at our favorite Golden Arches and a car picnic.}

{Sunday night we had Sam + Jason + Ben over for dinner and games. Baguette BLTs were the perfect solution for a simple summer meal.}

{Baby wanted candy.}

{These two are super excited to meet their baby brother. They love telling people that they have a brother in Mommy’s tummy, and sit with their hands on my belly every opportunity they get. I love it. Now, let’s hope that interest really lasts after he’s here!}

{More cravings. Orange cream float for a mid-afternoon snack. Some of my favorite doughnuts to take to Grammie’s for Thursday morning breakfast. Yum, yum…}

You can follow me on Instagram as @marywoestehoff

life rearranged

 

 
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creole wisdom - July 19, 2014 - 3:26 pm

I love that you linked up again, it has been forever since I’ve done that! Those BLTs look amazing… so yummy! Glad the baby enjoyed the candy He wanted :)

Savanna - July 13, 2014 - 8:24 pm

Your baguette sandwiches look amazing!

laura @ the stories of this life - July 12, 2014 - 2:31 pm

Yum. Those BLT sandwiches look awesome! My sandwiches never look that good!

rachel - July 11, 2014 - 2:58 pm

Heck yeah, golden arches and car picnics!

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