So today is the first day of “Breastfeeding Awareness Month.”
As I was thinking about that, I started thinking that there’s a time to be reasonable and thoughtful and understanding. There’s a time for conversation and negotiation and peaceful discussion.
There’s a time to talk about things like adults, listen intently to both sides, sit across from one another to calmly discuss viewpoints.
But there’s also a time to whip your fucking tits out and talk about it later.
Ladies and gentleman, we have blown past the moment of discussion. We have no choice but to move into full frontal nudity.
Oh wait that’s right. Breastfeeding isn’t full frontal nudity. So maybe that’s not the best approach.
Whatever. You know when I nurse my babies I generally go in from the top. And if my breast flesh offends you, well then sweetheart, you are my reason for doing it again and again and again and again until eventually, maybe after the millionth time you and your kind have seen it, it won’t quite shock you anymore.
Yeah, I’m talking to you, people who think women shouldn’t breastfeed in public.
I’m talking to you, people who think women should use a cover.
But I’m tired of discussing. I’m tired of the back-and-forth convos with misogynistic douchebags with their heads shoved so far up their asses they can’t tell the difference between breastmilk and whiskey.
So anyway, during the month of August, donned Breastfeeding Awareness Month by the U.S. Health & Human services, we’re supposed to “raise awareness” of the benefits of breastfeeding to increase breastfeeding rates and help Americans becomes more accepting of breastfeeding women.
But as far as I can tell, most people agree that “breast is best.” Or maybe it’s not “best” for everybody, but most people can agree that it’s damn good. It’s where that breast can occur that’s still, somehow, up for debate, and that is where the “awareness” needs to rise. The “awareness” of why women should be able to breastfeed in public wherever, however and whenever they damn well please is “the question.”
But really, the only people who need their awareness raised need their intelligence raised.
Logic, people. Give it a shot:
You say it’s about “modesty” and “self-respect.” LIES, motherfucker, LIES.
If that were true you’d be losing your shit over the thousands of scantily clad sex objects plastered all over television and magazines. And yet, you are oddly quiet on the subject.
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME SOME WOMAN WAS THROWN OUT OF A RESTAURANT FOR WEARING A SHIRT TOO LOW?
Or those shorts that allow butt cheeks to peek out the bottom?
So your argument is false. It is not that you have a problem with breasts being exposed. Rather, you have a problem with breasts being exposed for a purpose other than the sexual satisfaction of men. If you would just THINK for like two seconds you’d see that nobody loses their shit over the widespread use of women’s bodies as pieces of meat for the consumption of men. It is only when that body becomes the woman’s and her baby’s, ALONE, that she somehow becomes “offensive.”
What’s offensive is not the breasts being exposed, it’s the breasts being exposed for a purpose other than the enjoyment of the patriarchy.
It’s the BIOLOGY of it that kills you.
It’s the primal femininity of it.
It’s that the breast becomes a vehicle for child’s nutrition as opposed to patriarchal pleasure, and this violates the misogynistic social contract you’ve signed. Yeah, you know, the one women have been battling against for 150 years?
Yeah that one.
I’m talking to you, women on BabyCenter and reddit and wherever your breed of idiot hangs out, ranting about women nursing in public and how they’re “disgusting” and “immodest” and “making a production.” (Well, you are right. Some of us are in fact “making a production,” but most American women are just nursing because their kid needs to, um, nurse.)
Do you know you’re spewing the ancient Puritanical crap you’ve been fed by a twisted society? You think you’re thinking for yourself, but you’re not. You are merely regurgitating the messages you’ve been fed, like a brain-dead sheep, programmed to see yourself and all women through the eyes of a society that commodifies them and their bodies.
You say it’s a “private act” like using the bathroom. Really, that’s weird. I’m 99% sure neither urine nor shit have ever come out of my nipples.
And we are feeding babies. As in, food. Eating. Consumption. Is your lunch private? Is bottle-feeding private?
No. Well then, exactly.
You say it involves a breast and breasts are sexual, like the vagina or penis…and we sure don’t whip those fuckers out at random!
First of all, read the above regarding patriarchy and sex. Secondly, breasts are only “sexual” because our society has made them so. They should be treated like an elbow or a knee or a thigh. If YOU see them as something else, more power to you, but you can’t expect the rest of us to cater to your ignorance. Breasts are not actually attached to women solely to serve the erotic interests of men. Just like the vagina, they serve a biological purpose! It’s called “feed the offspring!”
Basically, though I’m clearly ranting (and damn does it feel good), I genuinely believe the only way to change this conversation is to shove our boobs in the faces of these idiots so many times it becomes normal to them.
(I’m speaking metaphorically, people. If you actually shove your breast in the face of a stranger there’s a good chance you’ll get arrested. Or a marriage proposal. But probably arrested. Word to the wise, baby. You know I’m always lookin’ out for ya.)
Or, their kids at least. (Which reminds me of the weirdest argument of all: Kids shouldn’t see women nursing. Okay just take a moment and realize how insane that is. Kids shouldn’t “see” the way kids have been fed since the beginning of time.)
Maybe I sound crass, irrational. Out of control and unreasonable.
Yes, well. I am.
There is a point at which conversation dies and only action speaks. There is a time when you’ve just got to do the thing they’re telling you not to do.
I’m so tired of the women getting kicked out of pools and restaurants. I’m so tired of new mothers absolutely distraught because they can’t figure out how to avoid nursing in public. I’m sick of women feeling like they’re “exposing themselves” when their baby needs to nurse.
I’m sick of women nursing on toilets.
I’m sick of women having to THINK about NURSING at all.
I’m sick of women giving up breastfeeding entirely because it’s just too fucking hard to navigate never doing it in public.
I’m sick of society telling us we should breastfeed, but then adding the disclaimer “as long as we don’t have to see it.”
I’m sick of tits being paraded EVERY WHERE all the time in every corner of all media, but we’re shamed for nursing in public.
And my god, I’m sick of people telling us where and how and when we can nurse the babies we birthed, the ones we are working so hard to love and teach and hold, to grow into healthy strong capable human beings. We have a really hard, important job, and we don’t need MUST NOT SHOW NIPPLE EVER added to our list of responsibilities.
Get over yourself, America.
They feed babies.
You’re gonna pull through this one.
I’m not saying don’t use a cover. If you’re more comfortable doing that, then cool. What I’m saying is this: If you use a cover begrudgingly, knock that shit off.
Tell the world to go fuck itself. Learn your rights and stand up for them.
And I’m not breastfeeding any more, but if I were, you can think of me, sitting next to you, going in from the top and inviting the world to bite me. Ha. Nice pun.
And since my baby girl weaned herself at two (a year ago), I can only offer you these photos. Facebook likes to take photos like these down. So does Instagram. These photos will surely offend people: Look at that woman! Exposing herself like that! Disgusting! Immoral!
How dare she?
Does she have no self respect?
I THINK I SEE A MILLIMETER OF NIPPLE, people. NIPPLE.
Please, once you’ve stopped writing your angry comment, take a moment to kiss my giant, proud, once-milky breast.
Anyway, if you want, throw your nursing shots up on Instagram and tag it #renegadenursing. Then we can all join together as crazy nursing misfits.
Ha. Yes. So radical. Feeding our babies.
When will the insanity end?
Happy Breastfeeding Awareness Month, friends!
Now let’s piss some people off by feeding our babies!