I wanted to share, too - in case more testimonies of success will inspire courage to those struggling -
I've been pretty gung-ho about public nursing. Never thought I would be, but I guess that mama bear thing kicks in when LO's hungry!
Our first experience occurred during our first real outing - brunch with the whole family at a busy city restaurant when she was 11 days old. (I know. My family convinced me to go out 'cause I was getting so restless!) I had her in the Moby, straps wide, and just lifted the panels to surround her head, my boob, and my hands completely. It was a little hard for me to see, but I kept calm through her fussing and fed her successfully. The trick was using both of my hands at first - one to direct her head, the other to "sandwich" my breast. No one in the restaurant seemed to.notice - heck, my husband didn't notice and he was at the same table!
Another proud public BF moment - two days ago at Babies R Us. 3.5 wks old; I'm wearing the Moby folded regularly and her legs are out but she's HIGH on my chest. I just loosened it a little, shifted her down and to the right, and popped her on. Spent the next ten minutes aimlessly wandering all aisles since they didn't have what we came for. No one noticed, or cared enough to say anything.
We've also BF while riding in the car (with me either leaning over with the "near" breast, or kneeling over with the "far" breast) and while walking around the apartment, using the bathroom, cooking, etc. Side-lying is no problem now.
Part of our ease with this probably has to do with my (originally) small breasts, and her great interest in eating and latching. I pretty much always squeeze my breast to fit her mouth, and usually let go after a moment, unless it's an awkward angle. She scoots closer to me, or I to her, but I generally don't touch her head unless she's in the Moby. Thinking of other things we do that make it easier...
Best of luck to those struggling! FWIW, I had my first encounter with plugged ducts (& fever, & disabling headache) these last few days (after a frigid night of no sleep and my foggy brain only thinking to offer one boob) and I am sooooo sorry to anyone ever dealing with breast pain. I was crying. I can't imagine mastitis!