If you follow me on Twitter you already know that I got invited to a public breastfeeding party. Apparently, August is National Breastfeeding Month, so a bunch of Moms are meeting at Santa Monica Place to make a statement by whipping out their boobs and nursing in public. I happen to already have plans on the day in question, but I probably wouldn't attend even if I was available. Not because I don't support what these ladies are doing, but rather because just the thought of driving to Santa Monica, finding a parking space and then navigating all the homeless people on the Promenade gives me Agita. I'm totally in favor of making breastfeeding in public no big deal, I just like my political action events to happen within a three mile radius of my home so that I can walk to them. I support a Mother's right to feed her baby whenever and wherever. Heck, just yesterday I whipped a boob out at the park, which I'm sure thrilled the guy selling chicharrons to no end. I can't believe that in the year 2013 this is even an issue, but after reading this article and this one, I can understand why the public breastfeeding party is happening. You're uncomfortable with a Mom feeding her baby? Here's a revolutionary idea: don't look. Believe me, there is nothing sexual about nursing. In fact, based on how deflated and saggy my "girls" have gotten since I started nursing, I despair that there is any hope of them ever becoming sexual objects again. Bad news for the Hubby, good news for the vendors and drug dealers at my neighborhood park who like a free show.
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