Power to you! I breastfed my son in 1991. I went to his sitter's on my lunch break to breast feed him and pumped my milk morning and afternoon to save it at my job. I had to stop all of it because 1. there was nowhere to privately store the milk at work -- we shared the fridge with two other firms who were "uncomfortable" with it; and 2. because my sitter (which I had fought tooth and nail to find) said she was uncomfortable with me breastfeeding in her home since her husband was also there. Ugh. I never had the nerve to breastfeed in public. I appreciate the work you're doing!
Power to you! I breastfed my son in 1991. I went to his sitter's on my lunch break to breast feed him and pumped my milk morning and afternoon to save it at my job. I had to stop all of it because 1. there was nowhere to privately store the milk at work -- we shared the fridge with two other firms who were "uncomfortable" with it; and 2. because my sitter (which I had fought tooth and nail to find) said she was uncomfortable with me breastfeeding in her home since her husband was also there. Ugh. I never had the nerve to breastfeed in public. I appreciate the work you're doing!