As I sit here typing my almost three year old is sitting on my lap having “babas.” What do you call breast milk in your home? I’ve been meditating on this post since I saw the clip from Wendy Williams’ interview with Alyssa Milano.
I considered sharing the video but having made an effort not to support anything to do with WW since I first learned of her trying to shame breastfeeding mothers I decided not to at this time. I think the segment was very powerful. I have always loved Alyssa Milano. She was my first girl crush way back when she was Samantha Micelli. I adore that she did not stand down from WW’s pressure. If you haven’t seen here are some of my favorite Alyssa statements:
“But biologically, they’re not made for sexual things. That’s what we’ve done to them.” (In response to WW saying breasts are fun bags.)
“You’re lucky the baby’s not here. I’d whip ’em out right here and feed her on your show.”
I’ve had more positive experiences than negative experiences when it comes to public breastfeeding. I am blessed. I am also pretty oblivious, so I might have just missed the negative ones. I will however feed my child anywhere we are. Your permission and acceptance is not necessary.