Okay. So in the long standing tradition of over-sharing, I have now spent 9 weeks taking selfies and random pics of feeding fourth and final child in various locations around the globe. From Auckland to Andalucia I have demand fed this almost insatiable little Hobbit.
I will spare you further pontificating about my parenting style or my experiences feeding and share some pictures so you can come to your own conclusions about how you feel about feeding in public. I cover up for my own modesty, and in all our travels I was only confronted once, strangely on a BC ferry. Everyone else was pretty good. I even fed him on the subway sitting right next to strangers, who were not fussed at all and quite relieved that I fed him and he was quiet after a good grizzle.
So, thanks in advance for scrolling through this 8-9 week cross section of our Hobbity adventures. I personally find it much easier to feed him on the go, and was thankful to get settled on the cruise ship so I could express and leave him at the creche for a couple of hours and enjoy a guilt free glass of wine!
Also just want to take a second to admit to the fact that I found feeding an absolute nightmare the first time around. I also found it tough to start out with with subsequent kids. I was mere moments away from giving up because it was so painful and difficult. But I pushed through (barely) and am glad that I did.
I’ll let these pictures tell the story for the rest of the blog.