boobs. Operative word of the day is boobs. Apparently I can't breastfeed in public because of boobs and worrying about them being seen. Of course what I'm about to share is a very funny little diddy about my husband and I.
Wednesday dh asked for me to get dinner and meet him at work so he could see the kids. I agreed and made my rounds picking everyone up. Got dinner, got back to his/my office and was actually able to eat in peace for once. Well Marshall wakes and I tell hubby I need to feed him. He tells me I can't do it in their breakroom because enough people had seen my breast... :>O. Now I know he's not being serious but I'm curious as to what he means by that statement. So we proceed to have a discussion about how folks from his office saw them while I was in the hospital with little man. So we agree to go across the hall to my side of the building and go to my office.
So we get into my office and we are by no means quiet. We are all over the place. I made a comment about the hall light still being on and that someone must have forgotten to turn it off. I sit down, take out my breast and put Marshall to it. He latches on and eating commences. Well hubby is trying to help my daughter get on the pc to play games and low and behold a coworker just goes walking by. At that point, I'm sitting in a chair feeding my son, facing my door. He quickly turns his eyes away and just carries on. I had to giggle because this guy's wife has fed all three of their children by the breast. He was cool a cucumber about it thankfully.
The irony of it all is that now I have coworkers that have seen bits of my breast. :>)
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