This was years ago. We were at a Christian summer camp and two of the camp nurses took me aside and chastised me for nursing (under a nursing shield) in sight of campers.
They said I needed to retreat to a bathroom so as not to…offend people.
I find this story itself replete with ironies, but none more than this–
The camp is connected to a chain of stores that sells inappropriate magazines at the checkout stations.
I contacted the headquarters to complain–no one should have to run a gauntlet of trashy magazines to buy milk. I kept the emailed response–
at least it was not frontal nudity.
The media rep responded.
Our society has a serious disjunct. Get coeds to tart your wings in skimpy outfits? Hurray for capitalism and feminism! See a woman discreetly nursing a child? Be offended!
God forbid we should use our breasts in public…wait for it…for the one completely life-giving thing they were designed to do.
Right on, power to the breast(feeding mother)! I consider myself a bit prudish, but when it came to feeding my baby under a nursing cover, nope. Glad my husband supported me–in fact, I don’t think he ever considered otherwise. Otherwise I’d have been hiding in the bathroom all day. How not fun is that? (PS: personally, I don’t think of wing-tarting as being in the least bit feminist. The opposite.)
I’m with you:)