We just returned from our first family trip; we went to Williamsburg. I think I breast feed in every nook and cranny (and out in the open when I needed to) in the Williamsburng/Jamestown/Yorktown area. I of course remember that the most because that took up most of my time during the outings. But I did get to see family and it was nice to spend the majority of the day with my hubbie (he was on paternity leave for 10 days and really only took these 5).
LJ did well in his new climate. I was afraid of heat issues, bugs, random germs (not because of the area but because he was away from "home base" for an entire week). But LJ came out ok.
We even took him to the movies. Ok, I felt very ghetto doing that. It was my idea but as soon as I got there I felt like I was saying (please visualize me with one hand on my hip and my neck and eyes roiling) "I-own-care it's my baby, I can take him to the movies if-I want to. What ch-you lookin at?" But I was reassured by family and friends that I wasn't ghetto since he never cried in the actually movies. I'm uber sensitive to LJ so I had him in the bathroom before he started crying (he was pretty much latched on the whole movie but at one point he had an extremely messy diaper). We spent 85% of the movie in the hallway. The part that allows you to hear it all and see at least half of the screen. I did this while rocking him and occasionally reattaching him and looking around (again) to make sure people really couldn't see me.
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