Sep 18

I said I wasn’t going to talk about boobs for a while and I lied.  But I promise it will be short. I am honoured to have been included in the Breastfeeding Without Blankets Blog Carnival over at defining someday. I am glad to see the focus returning to where it was supposed to be in the first place: a simple critique of WestJet’s blunder (their treatment of a specific class of passengers) and their lack of appropriate response.

Thanks, Elle, for making the effort to listen and for including me as one of “the feared online pundits, The Mommy Bloggers”. It totally made my day! And it kind of made me giggle a little, too.

Sep 16

I received a comment on yesterday’s post from someone who felt strongly that I was being overly dramatic in my treatment of the breastfeeding issue.

I’m ashamed that you consider this harassment or a human rights violation. At most it is upsetting.

I agree that you should be allowed to breastfeed when/where ever needed. That being said I believe that in this politically correct world we are getting ridiculous. It’s not a human right to never be upset or offended. If the flight attendant had insisted on having her cover up that would be another story but nothing I’ve read on this incident said that is the case.

Comments such as most of those I’ve seen on this incident only cheapen those who actually do have human rights issues.

I mean the very idea that the right to nurse in public could be treated as a human rights issue when people around the globe are being physically mistreated, forced into unethical and unfair situations and going without basic necessities like food and water seems laughable, right? I imagine women shrieking “FORGET STARVING CHILDREN! THEY’RE MAKING ME COVER MY BOOOOOBIESSSS!!!” Laughable! The very idea!

Give me a little credit, folks! I did actually spend some time thinking about that very issue before and while writing my post. So let me address the problems suggested by the commenter.

First, that it is wrong for me (or anyone) to consider this incident harassment or a human rights violation.  I suppose it might seem like that if you take this situation on its own. The fact is, it’s becoming increasingly common for women to experience this kind of hassling by people and businesses when nursing in public. I’ve never been a big “crusader” for breastfeeding rights. I’ve never really considered it my “cause”. But Catherine isn’t the only person who has experienced this reaction to breastfeeding in public.  She’s not the first to blog about it. She’s not the only one to be judged or treated like she’s behaving indecently. And while her treatment isn’t the same as physical or verbal abuse, it was still an ugly judgment on her as a person and a slap in the face of her dignity. I don’t know about you, but I consider dignity a basic human right. When women are treated like they are violating indecency laws while breastfeeding in public their dignity is violated. 

Second, it’s not my right to never be offended. Well yes, of course that is true. And no doubt there have been many people who are too easily offended over trivial issues throughout Canada’s (and America’s) history. What I have to ask is why aren’t more people offended by the way our country treats nursing mothers?  Why are we still so wrapped up in our prudish heritage that we take offense at a bare breast for the purpose of feeding a child and yet not at the subtle attitudes that pile the pressure on to women who are already under incredible pressure with the physical and emotional demands of a nursing child. If we really believe that a person who expects a nursing mother to be completely covered in order to be “decent” is wrong, then why is our first reaction often to go ahead and ask that mother to cover up?

Third, that the flight attendant didn’t actually do anything wrong (ie. forcing a nursing mother to cover up) so I (and others like me) should shut our big yaps. Well, in my humble opinion, the flight attendant did do something wrong and you don’t have to follow the scenario to it’s most extreme conclusion (physically forcing a woman to cover herself while nursing) to recognize that something needs to change here. I am not the only one who believes that this is gender discrimination which IS protected by the Canadian charter of rights and freedoms. 

Maybe it is reaching to call this particular incident a true and blatant violation of human rights. But the attitudes portrayed by the players, especially the lack of appropriate response by WestJet, is a telling sign that our culture does not practice what it preaches, not to mention that we have fanatically juvenile preoccupation with sexualizing breasts.

Does a call to treat nursing mothers with dignity cheapen the much more dramatic injustices many people in the world are suffering? I don’t think so. As the saying goes, charity starts at home. As it turns out, so do a lot of other important things like sensitivity, respect, empathy, compassion, dignity and tolerance. If we can’t treat one of our own citizens, nursing in an airplane, with respect what makes us think we can do so with the citizens of other countries? Freedom in word means nothing unless it’s accompanied by deeds.

Sep 14

In light of Her Bad Mother’s recent experience while trying to nurse her baby on a WestJet flight, I felt compelled to add my voice to the chorus.  Here goes:

 

Dear WestJet,

No doubt you are just beginning to realize your blunder in not acknowledging the nursing mothers of North America and their rather compelling voices.  You have often chosen to ignore them and it’s eventually going to kick you in the ass if you don’t smarten up.  Here’s what you need to know about women who breastfeed on airplanes:

1. Women who travel with small infants are often tense and anxious to the point of feeling physically ill (or maybe that’s just me?). Travelling with a baby is exhausting and stressful and most of us are conscious enough of our fellow passengers to know that they are all eyeing us and praying they won’t be seated anywhere near the woman with the scream machine wailing infant.  Our own rights to travel with our babies are often drowned out by trying not to offend those around us with our noisy little companion. Or by the less than pleasant welcome we receive by fellow travellers.  We have been conditioned to feel that air travel is for childless adults, no matter what your airline’s “policy” is. 

This attempt to be considerate of other people’s comfort is degrading. It makes us feel like second-class citizens and we are already having to deal with the fact that we are responsible for twice as much luggage, carry-on and passengers as most other travellers. We also have to give up our right to having a seat to ourselves during the flight - we are obligated to share our seat with someone who has no concept of personal space.  We forfeit the chance to tune out for the duration of the flight with headphones, televisions and newspapers/books/magazines as our attention is usually required every. minute.

Nursing our babies may be the only small relief we get during our time aboard your aircraft and your interruption of that process is nothing short of inhumane.

2. Most of us want to be discreet when we nurse.  That means different thing for different people. For some that means covering with a blanket, for some just trying not to flash our breasts too gratuitously.  Despite your insinuation to the contrary, most of us really don’t want to attract attention while we’re in such an intimate and vulnerable position. But your insistence on trying to mandate how we feed our infant is completely inappropriate for several reasons.

  • First, do you know how LONG it takes some of us to learn how to breastfeed? It can take us months to work out a system with our infant that works for us. Sometimes it’s painful. It’s always draining. Now we’re stuck in an unfamiliar setting with limited space and we’re trying to make it work as best we can under the circumstances. You can’t imagine how very unhelpful your comments are in this scenario.
  • Second, have you ever tried to breastfeed a baby that doesn’t want a blanket over their face? Some of them REALLY HATE IT and keeping them covered while nursing is like trying to make ice cream on the surface of the sun. Futile. Offering us a blanket does not make your suggestion any less offensive. It just showcases your ignorance. A nursing mother will HAVE a blanket if she needs one. She even knows how to use her words and ask for one if she has forgotten hers. You don’t require other passengers to cover their faces while they eat, stop trying to interfere.
  • Third, we really don’t need to remind you of our right to breastfeed our baby in public without being harassed, do we? If it makes other people uncomfortable it’s YOUR JOB as a flight attendant to remind them of the nursing mother’s rights, not to encroach on those rights by asking us to cover up.

3. In this day and age, when science and medicine bombards mothers with the reasons why we should breastfeed our infants, your subtle message that nursing is somehow obscene is akin to telling your passengers to forgo seatbelts because they are inconvenient. All that buckling and restraint! It makes other passengers uncomfortable! They don’t want to watch you and your awkward seatbelt! Your buckling up is not appropriate in public! But we still think you should use that seatbelt in the privacy of your own vehicle, don’t get us wrong!

We are under incredible pressure to breastfeed and for many of us it is a hard choice to make. It is a choice we make gladly because it’s best for our children, but it is not without a price. Contrary to popular belief, nursing is not always easy. Some mothers sacrifice a hell of a lot in order to nurse their children and when companies like WestJet try to invalidate our decision by treating us like we are shooting a pornographic video in seat 12B the message is hard to ignore. 

So here’s what you need to do. You need to formally apologize to Catherine Connors at Her Bad Mother. And you need to mean it. If WestJet wants to be known as a family-friendly airline or, for that matter, an airline that supports basic human rights, you are going to have to change your strategy. You are going to have to train your employees to be the champions of human rights, rather than the hounds that nip at the heels of women who are already dealing with a whole world of pressure. Teach respect and tolerance and the basic dignity and rights of all humans and you will be rewarded with the kind of customer loyalty and advertising that you can’t buy for any amount of money. Because mothers? They talk to each other! And our voices can get pretty loud, as you may remember from your own childhood, MR./MISS JACK. ASS. WESTJETOWNER! YOUSMARTENUPRIGHTNOWYOUNGMAN/LADY!!!

We aren’t asking for more than you offer your other passengers. Our needs are just a little different. Offer us the respect you give other travellers and you will find you will be well rewarded. Your reputation hangs in the balance!

Regards,
A Travelling Mother

Feb 21

It appears that my kids have both inherited their father’s toenails.  Is this a big deal, you might ask?  In the grand scheme of things, not really.  But in the small world that is my daily life it has become the proverbial “pain in the butt”. Or foot.  My husband had so many ingrown toenails in his childhood and adolescence that he eventually had his big toenails removed.

I know, I know, you didn’t come here for gross and disturbing fact about my husband. 

I have been dismayed to learn that my children have both inherited this propensity for ingrown toenails. Between the two of them there is almost always at least one, if not more, ingrown toenail.  It is hard to fix and it’s painful and I feel so bad for them.  But I think I’d feel worse if, some day, I am the only person in my family to still have my toenails. 

Along with his new top teeth Kieran has a renewed joy in biting while nursing.  I thought it hurt when he bit me before.  I was wrong.

When he’s not biting me nothing makes him happier than laughing at and talking to my nipple.  I already knew nipples were a strange and hilarious body part.  But the amusement derived by son makes me feel somehow like I am the butt of a joke.

Another funny little joke that the universe is playing on me.  Along with a head cold, I now have, for the second time in a month, plugged milk ducts.  In case you were wondering, it hurts like a bitch. My kids have colds, I have colds, my hubby is really busy studying for an upcoming test, no one is sleeping well or long enough…

Universe, I have just one thing to say to you: “UNCLE!”