Here is a cute video from last night. We obviously still need a lot of work on Jill's hand-mouth-eye coordination. Her depth perception could use some work as well. I just think she looks so cute when she head dives for the bottle with her crossed eyes and wide open mouth. :)
Today had a new experience for me. I took my friend Anayancy, who had a baby two weeks ago, to the WIC office to get her baby signed up. (By the way, what a great program!) Our appointment was for 9:30, and we got there at 9:15. Sounds reasonable right?
Yeah. We finally got in to see the dietician (How weird. Blogger prefers the spelling dietitian. I just checked, and it is listed first in the dictionary, but I still prefer dietician.) at 11:05. So, we had been waiting there for almost two hours.
Well, you know what happens in my life every two hours. Yup. Feed Jill. So, thus far in my life as a mom, I have breastfeed in various places: the car, other people's houses, the mother's lounge at church, etc. I have never done it in a public place before, public like a waiting room. Well, I couldn't go to the car and miss our turn, because I had to translate for Anayancy. (Wow, I wish I remembered more of my Spanish.) And I remembered one of my friends telling me that she had checked and it is not against the law to breastfeed in a public place in Ohio. (I wonder if there are states where it is. Anyone know? I should not live there.) :) So, I summoned my courage and breastfeed Jill. I didn't expose myself in any way, just slipped her under my shirt pretty much and then covered her head and myself with a burp cloth (today would be the one day I don't have a blanket in the diaper bag).
I had looked around and no other babies were nursing, but Jill was crying and hungry, and what's a mom to do?
Before I finished though, Anayancy had to nurse Santiago (which translates into James somehow. Interesting.), and another mom across the room was nursing as well. So, I had some comrades in the end. :)
Then I looked up and saw a huge, huge (or ginormous, if you will, which is apparently official. It's in the dictionary now.) banner. I have no idea how I missed it before, but there it was, larger than any of the signs that I hadn't missed. It pronounced that I was in a "Breastfeeding Friendly Zone."
So, I guess I wasn't as brave as I thought.
But still it was a milestone for me. I was way outside of my comfort zone, and I survived and Jill was happy.
Have you breastfeed in any bizarre places? Closets? Parks? Oh. I guess I have haha had Jill nurse in the outdoors before. When we were moving from our old apartment, it was full of cleaning fumes, so I didn't want to go inside with Jill. So, my sister and I sat on the bench outside of my neighbor's apartment, and Jill nursed there on the balcony of the second floor level. That was an interesting experience as well.
As a mom, you've got to do what you've got to do though. But still, I feel like I grew a bit as a mother today. And there wasn't much else I could do except not feed Jill, which obviously would not work for her. You can't reason with a baby. :)