Godless Mom in the Bible Belt

I'm a big fan of breastfeeding. I actually get a warm fuzzy feeling whenever I see a mother and her infant assume the position.

The benefits are too many to list, but my favorite benefit is the fact that there is no cooking involved. I hate cooking. Anything that involves dirty dishes or heating stuff up qualifies as cooking, therefore in my mind baby bottles and formula fall into this category.

When I was brand new at this motherhood thing and Liz was an infant we were the breastfeeding dynamic duo! What a team! It didn't come easily, it took us a couple of months to really reach professional level skills, but once we were there? Watch out! We could be in the middle of the mall, the middle of a restaurant, sitting at a baseball game or on a plane over Denver and if Liz got hungry? Instant lunch!

Now, I understand that there are certain aspects of breastfeeding that some people may find offensive of objectionable. We live in a puritanical society when it comes to certain subjects and for whatever reason there are segments of the population that feel mothers should hide themselves when their child needs to eat. Now, I'm not saying all moms should be out there waving it around. I'm all for surreptitious breastfeeding if you can manage it, but quite frankly once your baby reaches the age where he/she wants too look around the room while eating there is very little you can do to keep yourself modestly covered. Breastfeeding mothers need to be allowed the same freedom to feed their child that bottle feeding mothers are given. Don't send them to the corner or worse, into the bathroom! It is hard enough as a mother to get over the hesitancy to whip it out in public without the disapproving stares of the populace added to the mix.