Normalizing breastfeeding through poetry is kind of ingenious, especially when that poem resembles a Dr. Seuss-style rhyme. This was the brainchild of a mom named Whitney, whose poem was posted on popular Facebook group, “Breastfeeding Mama Talk.”
Check it out here:
“Anytime. Anywhere. You can stare, I don’t care. I’ll feed my hungry child, here or there, if you don’t like my boob I still don’t care. A Restaurant? A store? It’s boob juice galore! A theater? A museum? But you’re more focused on trying to see them! Bottle or boob. It’s all just food. You still think I should cover?
You should run and tell your mother. Pull out your phone and take a picture? But I’m the one who’s the problem? Don’t you wish we could all mind our business? That would sure solve them! Think I am disgusting? I could say the same? Think I am playing an attention-seeking game? You are wrong because you see, really I am only worried about the comfort of my baby and me!”
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