Last week I took Ben for his first museum visit. I don't think he was overwhelmed by the Richard Tuttle exhibit, but he sure had a great deal to say about the photography. Apparently the fact that his mother has already taken about 10,000 pictures of him has made him an expert on the photographic arts. We met up with some women from the mother's group in the museum cafe. It's funny because I am still a little uncomfortable breast feeding in public. But as soon as I get with other moms I can whip it out with the best of them. Modesty quickly becomes a thing of the past.
When I was still a childless singleton I used to be THAT PERSON. The one who is uncomfortable with women ripping out their breasts to nurse their kids in public. Now I realize that it is such an innocent thing and I only objected to it because our culture has treated women's breasts as purely sexual objects. It's like Jack Nicholson says, show a breast in a movie and it's rated R, hack it off with a knife and it's PG.
So for all those people who are still like the old me. I'm sorry. I will try to keep my boob out of public view. And if that still upsets you. Well, bite me.