Go ahead, Laugh At My Expense . . .
Before I let you have a laugh at my expense, something a little more serious first. In Australia the ABC just aired the first episode of ‘The Slap’ last night. Based on the book written by Christos Tsiolkas’s, it is about the fallout among friends after one of them slaps another’s child. I must admit that I wasn’t going to watch it, because it seemed so confronting. But CrashHubby wanted to, so I found myself feeling the escalating tension building up to the slap scene. A few of my fellow bloggers have already written about the discussion that started on Twitter during and after the show. The four year old child who was slapped was being breastfed by his mother (not while he was slapped, mind you). There was a lot of anti-breast feeding sentiment o Twitter, probably more so than about the inappropriate slap itself. To get up to speed on the discussion please read:
Zoey from Goodgoogs “When breastfeeding is more offensive than The Slap”
Nicole McInnes on JustB “When breast may not be best“
Kim Berry’s All Consuming “Take THAT you little brat”
or you could check out the twitter hashtag #theslap
Andrea from Fox in Flats started a FB conversation about the weirdest place you’ve breastfed, in response to the discomfort some people feel about public breastfeeding.
My personal opinion is that everyone should be able to feel comfortable breastfeeding in public. It is a perfectly natural act, but I can understand why some are not comfortable with either doing it or seeing it. I guess it is just about respecting opinions. I added a few strange places that I have breastfed to Andrea’s discussion, but forgot about this one. It’s OK to laugh as I won’t be offended ;) It’s just my way of relieving the tension I felt from the show and the ensuing debate. Go ahead, laugh at my expense.
CrashBoy was only a few months old and we headed off on a trip to the in-law’s farm. The drive was over two hours, so we stopped at a roadside cafe/truck stop place to break up a long trip and feed the kids. I was knackered and had really sore shoulders and neck from sitting up in bed and breastfeeding through the night. Hubby spotted one of those massage chairs and suggested I sit down for a massage while he went and got us some lunch. Excellent idea. Except CrashBoy needed a feed. I thought, that’s OK, I can multi-task. I sat down started feeding him and CrashHubby popped a coin in the chair. Well, not only did is start massaging my back, but it started vibrating too! Funniest part is that he kept on feeding right the way through, his little body vibrating away until he fell asleep!
Have you had any funny breastfeeding experiences? Or, more seriously, did you see or have you read “The Slap”? What are your thoughts?