The Little Style File is here! Follow @lilstylefile on twitter or like us on facebook for the latest updates!

April 8, 2010

Breastfeeding with Boy Scouts

After a long, hot day with friends at the zoo we headed to the car.  Two at the zoo on your own is tiring!  You know how it is pushing a 35lb toddler on a riding board, 16ish lb infant and a 22 lb stroller all around on a 85 degree day.

Then we overstayed and everyone was exhausted by the time we got to the car.  It was the last 35 minute wait for the carousel that finally did us in. 

So by the time the stroller was taken apart and stored in the trunk and Ellie was in her Boulevard I had to nurse Madeline in the front seat.  I was so hot.  She was so hot.  The last thing I wanted to do was put her under the "Udder Cover" - yes, that's its real name.  I took a quick peek around and did not see anyone coming so I started to nurse uncovered.

Just as I was finishing up the first side and unlatching Maddie an entire troop of Boy Scouts begin to walk by.  Not joking.  I'm sure it sounds like a joke, but it happens to be my real life.  I quickly cover up the best I can and I'm pretty sure none of the elementary school kids saw anything inappropriate but the Scout Leaders might have gotten a free show.

The last of the boy scouts walked by and I unlatched and just as I was about to latch again the second group walked by.  I mean, really Boy Scouts?  Aren't you supposed to stick together?

The good/sad? part is I was too exhausted to even be embarrassed.  Instead of humiliation it was more of an "of course Boyscout Troop 211 is walking by right now while my 'nickels' are hanging out," feeling. Nickels is Ellie's term for, well, you can guess what it's for.  ;)

So yeah.  That's my story.  Sad but true.  And if any parents of Boyscout Troop 211 are reading this, I'm really sorry.

Am I the only one with a story like this?  Please tell me I'm not!

15 comments:

  1. I absolutely remember breastfeeding my first two in the heat of the summer. They were both between 6-8 months and it was a hot sweaty mess by the time we were done.
    I am sure the boy scouts were too immersed in the boyscoutness to notice anything!

    ReplyDelete
  2. You just gave them something to talk about "around the campfire"!!

    ReplyDelete
  3. So funny! I had a mildly similar moment happen recently: The lawn guy came over to do an estimate on our lawn, and I told him to go ahead. When he returned to the door, I picked up the baby to quickly get the info. I grabbed the paperwork, and as I turned away and glanced down, only to realize my shirt was pulled very low against the baby, and I was giving the guy a peep show!
    Sadly, he didn't even lower the estimate... apparently the show wasn't any good. :)

    ReplyDelete
  4. You are not alone. This kind of crap happens to me all the time...and it's made worse because my son HATES the nursing cover.

    Friday at the wedding the wedding coordinator walked into the locked room I was pumping in(she had a key, bless her heart) and checked on me. Then proceeded to have conversation with me. I was less embarrassed and more irritated by her rudeness. Exhaustion has made me rather immodest.

    ReplyDelete
  5. Very very funny, but so typical of the BF life! I nursed all three of mine and there were more than a few revealing moments (unintentional, of course!).

    Stopping by from SITS, Happy SITS Day!!

    ReplyDelete
  6. I totally relate. My daughter hated those nursing covers and so it was public display of "nickels" or nursing in the bathroom stall when we were out.

    ReplyDelete
  7. That is a a funny story! And, I think any breastfeeding mom can relate.

    I have a 20 month old, so I remember those times. When my daughter was four months old I started to homeschool a little girl along with my son, and the first day she was there I plopped down on the couch to feed the sweet baby, and realized uh-oh, I have 10 year old I eyes glued to the baby, which means soon to me, so I quickly grabbed a blanket, told said 10 year old to get back to her school work. That afternoon I asked her mom to explain to her what this mama was doing. I didn't think that was for me to homeschool her on.

    Just stopping by from SITS - great interview.

    ReplyDelete
  8. That is HILARIOUS!!!
    I remember trying to nurse my DD for the first time outside of the hospital.
    I was in the car in front of 7-11 waiting for my mom to come out with some drinks.
    Quite a few people got a free show that day . . .
    No boy scouts though!

    ReplyDelete
  9. So crazy and this sounds totally like something that would happen to me. Happy SITS Day!

    ReplyDelete
  10. I think motherhood makes us less modest, because we just don't have the energy. Not to mention that after having every person with access to scrubs come check your nether regions during labor, you just give up feeling embarrassed.

    ReplyDelete
  11. That's hilarious...and Murphy's Law.

    My friend just had her second baby. With the first she was always sure to be completely covered. With this one, she has completely lost all sense of modesty.

    You know what...nickles are nickles and if you've seen one, you've seen them all.

    Of course...yours might have been the first ones the boy scouts ever saw, but what are you going to do!

    ReplyDelete
  12. oh dear! I don't have any stories like that, but I'd bet at least several of those boy scouts had moms who nursed/were nursing, and weren't phased by it, if they noticed at all!

    ReplyDelete
  13. Eh, who knows what kind of education Boy Scouts are getting these days? You may have helped their science teacher out! (Kidding!)

    Here from SITS; congrats on your day as the FB!

    ReplyDelete
  14. lol :) I can't say that I've ever had that happen to me. I've nursed in the parked car before (a lot of times actually), but always used the cover.

    I had to start nursing right in the pew during church once. She ran out of expressed milk in a bottle and I whispered to my hubby that she was still hungry and I should take her out and he insisted that she was fine and service was almost over. Then she started to scream and there just wasn't enough time to get out of there, so I tossed my cover on and nursed her there in the middle of the pew. Thankfully I had also brought a shawl with me and draped it over the open part of my Udder Cover just in time for the pastor to tell everyone to stand. So the man behind me was standing right above me and all my business & would've been able to see right down that cover, but I got it covered up in time!

    ReplyDelete

Thanks for taking a trip to Ellie-Town...