I just had to share my "scary" bf'ing experience with people who would appreciate the irony. 
On Friday, I took my two dd's to Little Ray's Reptile Zoo, just outside Ottawa. We picked a good time to go, because we got to see them feed the alligators, a snake, some cane toads and a bearded dragon. Later, we got to participate in a cosy "hands-on" program - there were only two other families there.
Just after the program started, three young guys showed up and wanted to participate too. You know the kind of guys I'm talking about - dressed all in black, with goatees, trying to show how tough they are by telling the program leader "I have one of those (a tarantula)... and one of those (a gecko).... and one of those (a python)".
Yah, unhun, you've seen it all, done all the scary stuff. You're tough and nothing scares you...
Until...
It was late in the afternoon and dd2 was tired and ready for a nap. While her sister was patting the caiman, dd2 asked if she could nurse, so we quickly washed our hands and settled down for a nosh. Ahem.
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I've been NIP for years and I do it now without really thinking about it. It only took me a couple of seconds to pop dd2 on the breast, but that flash of flesh was enough to scare the unscarables. The three guys froze instantly: like deer caught in the headlights. They stopped talking too, and you could see that they weren't sure where to look. Scared to look at me and scared to look away.
Boy were they glad when reticulated python came around to their side of the room! I chuckled inwardly for hours thinking how the fear of seeing a bf'ing toddler drove those men to play with deadly reptiles. Gosh who'd of thought bf'ing mamas were so powerful!
On Friday, I took my two dd's to Little Ray's Reptile Zoo, just outside Ottawa. We picked a good time to go, because we got to see them feed the alligators, a snake, some cane toads and a bearded dragon. Later, we got to participate in a cosy "hands-on" program - there were only two other families there.
Just after the program started, three young guys showed up and wanted to participate too. You know the kind of guys I'm talking about - dressed all in black, with goatees, trying to show how tough they are by telling the program leader "I have one of those (a tarantula)... and one of those (a gecko).... and one of those (a python)".
Yah, unhun, you've seen it all, done all the scary stuff. You're tough and nothing scares you...
Until...It was late in the afternoon and dd2 was tired and ready for a nap. While her sister was patting the caiman, dd2 asked if she could nurse, so we quickly washed our hands and settled down for a nosh. Ahem.
:I've been NIP for years and I do it now without really thinking about it. It only took me a couple of seconds to pop dd2 on the breast, but that flash of flesh was enough to scare the unscarables. The three guys froze instantly: like deer caught in the headlights. They stopped talking too, and you could see that they weren't sure where to look. Scared to look at me and scared to look away.
Boy were they glad when reticulated python came around to their side of the room! I chuckled inwardly for hours thinking how the fear of seeing a bf'ing toddler drove those men to play with deadly reptiles. Gosh who'd of thought bf'ing mamas were so powerful!
Well, they don't have a breastfeeding mama at home. 
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