Not where I wanted to be

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When I started my breastfeeding journey I swore I’d never be someone who felt they needed to nurse in the bathroom. I did not want to feed my child in a place where I wouldn’t want to eat. But lately I keep finding myself where I never wanted to be.

The problem isn’t intolerant and uneducated people who think breastfeeding should be done in back rooms and closets. No. The problem is small children who want to use the bathroom but can’t do it unsupervised yet and a baby that wants to eat while they’re in there. So I sit on a stool in the doorway and nurse the baby while making sure everything is as it should be in the bathroom. Our bathroom is the only bathroom I’ll nurse in.

Actually, one of my prouder moments breastfeeding happened in the bathroom. It was 2am and Shimri was nursing and I was suddenly hit with an intense wave of nausea and knew if I stopped her so I could go to the bathroom that she’d wake up and I’d have to start the process of getting her to bed all over again and I also knew that this wasn’t merely a wave of nausea. So I got up off the bed where I was nursing her, kept her on, went to the bathroom, opened the toilet with my free hand, puked over her, getting it all in the toilet and none on her, wiped my mouth off with a wet washcloth, and went back to her bedroom where she finished and I put her to bed. THAT was a breastfeeding moment in the bathroom worth being proud about.

Just goes to show you, never say never, especially with anything regarding small children.

4 shared thoughts about Not where I wanted to be

  1. Giggle

    That’s really impressive! Great job! But I hope you never have to do that again.

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  2. Lena says:
    Giggle

    Oh boy! I agree with Amanda – hope you never have to do that again! And yes, never say never. You gotta do what you gotta do.

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  3. HeidiAphrodite says:
    Giggle

    Rock star, right there.

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  4. Brett says:
    Giggle

    I don’t think that would work for me, and not just because I’m lacking in breast-feeding skills. I seem to traumatize other people when I puke in their presence. :brett:

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