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Vignettes of Nursing Humor XVII

Humorous nursing tales



My two year old uses the word "guggles" as both a noun and a verb to describe my breasts and the act of nursing (usually the latter). Recently, upon returning home late from a wedding, I took off my slightly padded, strapless bra and lazily threw it on the floor before crawling into bed.

The next morning, as Jeffy came running in to the master bedroom to give me a kiss, he was stopped in his tracks by this thing on the floor. He immediately picked it up and proudly proclaimed it a "Guggle Holder!"

Needless to say, my husband and I started the day with a very good laugh!

 -
Corrina

 




When I was about eight and half months pregnant, my feet were so swollen from the summer heat and the pregnancy that my shoes didn't fit. Before my maternity checkup I met my husband at the mall to shop for shoes. We split up and agreed to meet at a certain time. When we met up again he asked how I did and if I found any shoes.

The day before we were talking about me wanting to breastfeed our baby to-be. I then told him that there was an OK-looking pair of "nursing shoes" that I was thinking of buying.

He looked at me with a puzzled look and said, "Wow, how do nursing shoes help you breastfeed?"

Then I said with a smile, "No... the shoes that nurses wear at work! Not for breastfeeding mothers!"

"Oh," he said. "Sorry, I was in baby mode!"

Needless to say, I skipped the "nursing shoes."

 - Del





When my daughter Alison was 11 months old, we took a trip to Disney World. Even though I had been nursing for a while, I was still rather shy about nursing in public, so when Alison decided it was time to eat I found a quiet, kinda of out-of-the-way corner to feed her. As I settled in my husband took off in search of water. I soon relaxed and my baby fed contentedly.

I hadn't been alone for more than five minutes when a few teenage girls took a seat in the bench across from me. A short while later they were joined by a few teenage boys. Within minutes I was surrounded on all sides by no less then 30 gawking teenagers and a few adults. The place I had chosen to nurse was a meeting up spot for (according to the T-shirts they were all wearing) a church group on a field trip.

When my husband finally returned, all he could do was laugh. After Alison had fallen asleep and I was trying to pull myself together as modestly as possible, I caught many of the boys and a couple of girls straining for a better look.

I like to think that maybe, just maybe, I influenced a few of those kids to breastfeed when they have children. After the whole experience my shyness of nursing in public disappeared and now I just stare back and smile!

 - Molly





When my daughter Kathryn was born, her older sister, then 4, was fascinated watching me nurse. She was always quick to inform me when "Kate needs a booby Mommy...she's crying!"

One day, between nursings, Kate was contentedly suckling my finger as we relaxed in the recliner. Big sister Emily came into the room, and a look of pure wonder came over her face.

She looked at me and said "You have milk in your finger mommy?"

I think she was disappointed when I explained that I only had milk in my breasts!

 - Kris