My longest 15 minutes

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4 years ago today my sister in law got married. My son was exactly one month old. I went dress shopping so I could find something to hide the 50 pounds of baby fat I gained. Hard to find a dress flattering enough to do that, but somehow I managed to find one that I was happy with.

Until I got to the church.

I was a new mom and new at the whole nursing thing. I never thought about the difficulties of nursing with a dress on until we pulled into the church parking lot and I said, "Ok, I'll go feed the baby..." It was then that I realized a skirt and top would have been a better choice.

Since I had no other clothes with me and my husband was an usher and thus had to go and get ready, I was in a real bind. I couldn't leave and go back to the hotel (not enough time) so I had to find a place to discreetly sit with my dress off and nurse the baby. Hmmm, how many places like that are there in the world? The church was not very big and I couldn't find any small classrooms or offices to hide in. I am sure their were bathrooms and looking back now I should have just sat in a stall on the toilet, but that idea never entered my mind. Instead we went down to the basement where we found a big multipurpose room, with a kitchen in one corner and what looked like a nursery area in the other. The only place with walls was the kitchen so my husband pulled a rocking chair in. My husband had to leave me for his usher duties. I remember there was a door to the outside that led into the kitchen as well as a door from the big open room in the basement. Neither locked. I had to sit on the rocking chair with my dress off and nurse my baby - EXPOSED - in the middle of what felt like an enormous room praying that no one would come into the kitchen. I was alone. Being new at the whole nursing thing, it took FOREVER and since I was sitting their half naked, it felt like forever and a half. I don't recall ever feeling as vulnerable as I did that afternoon. After about 15 minutes I heard footsteps. TERROR - "Don't come in!". Thankfully it was my mom who lovingly stood guard while I finished nursing my son.

Happy Anniversary Sis! I am sure that is one anecdote we won't find in your wedding scrapbook!! (For more stories and pictures that will never see the inside of a scrapbook, check out We Are THAT Family )

23 comments:

  1. oh man... the joy and terror of nursing. haha! thanks for sharing it with us.

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  2. Oh my. I did almost the same thing with our 1st daughter. By the time that the 3rd baby came around though, I was a pro at nursing anytime & anywhere. You did a wonderful thing for your baby. Great job! I shared pics of our new kitties. The mama kitty is nursing in the front yard. Too bad us humans have to be more discreet.

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  3. Oh, my! I can imagine your pain. I remember vividly that new mom nursing feeling. It's so tough and to be in a wedding! You're a good sister!

    Thanks for participating. I love that picture!

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  4. I had to find a dress for a funeral for my husbands grandma when my first was only 6 weeks old, I was nursing and it was a mess! But you look nice, really for 4 weeks, you do!

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  5. I had my milk let down at an even about 3 weeks post baby in a soft lavendar solid color.... lets just say I would have been better off without my clothes on! Glad you didn't expose yourself to anyone at the church LOL.
    Congrats to your sister.

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  6. Oh you poor thing. I feel your pain! Love the photo!

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  7. though i didn't know anything at the time, i felt so bad when you told me about it! could you imagine if you were IN the wedding, as originally planned? thanks for enduring the day for us. :) i'm so glad that you, Scott and the little man could be there. and thanks for the anniversary shout-out!

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  8. You look great! I am breastfeeding my 6th baby and was laughing with a friend just last night over funny nursing stories. I have several! Thanks for sharing.

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  9. How well I remember that panic in your voice. How far you have come in nursing 3 babies!!!!

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  10. Ahh....I'll wait to comment on another post :)

    Judi & I just thought (besides YOUR's & SCOTT'S wedding day) that weekend was one of the loveliest weekends we'd spent in a LONG time. There were wildflowers blooming outta control around the lodge. Jim had theme music everywhere he went. Susan got a new laptop. Glenn recited his epic poem on the porch. Scott & newborn baby were making faces. And I wanted so bad to see the bride bowl a few frames across the street. Oh! that would've been a photo for the album! :)

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  11. I had a similar moment at my brother's wedding when Ella was 8 months old. I didn't want to give her a bottle since I figured I'd save them for during the reception and other times when I was busy - so I decided to nurse her right before I had to go up and get pictures and stuff. Matt and I were both IN the wedding. Luckily it was a two piece dress but I still had to take the top off and I wore Matt's tux coat so I was relatively covered- but I still felt so completely exposed. Ella was older so it didn't take that long - only FELT like an enternity! The things we do for our babies! :)

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  12. Oh I remember those days well....too well.

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  13. Oh my goodness! I'm glad it all worked out for you!

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  14. OMGosh! That would be the longest 15 minutes of my life too! You rock for making it work though ~ I would've caved and made a bottle LOL.

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  15. Wow! You are really, really brave.
    I'm so glad it was only your mom. I was afraid an entire catering crew was going to walk in on you!
    :)

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  16. Completely understand!
    I did my student teaching while I was nursing out oldest daughter. I nursed her in the morning and was at the school sitting in class, observing my mentor teacher teaching when I realized that I hadn't put my bra back on. I made a quick exit.

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  17. Oh, I remember those days. The joys and CHALLENGES of nursing! Thanks for sharing your funny story.

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  18. One of my biggest regrets was not attending my sister's wedding because I had a three week old (and a 17 month old). I'm not sure how I could have traveled as my husband wouldn't have been able to take off work then (busy season). But I do regret it. The ONLY positive was not h aving to find something to wear.

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  19. I remember those days. Someday, people will start considering nursing moms more, from fashion to a Private Place to feed our little ones...and NOT the bathroom!

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  20. That must have been horrible at the time, but it makes a GREAT story now!

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  21. What a great wedding memory! I had flashbacks of holding my extra large baby in bathroom stalls, sweating like a pig, waiting for him to finish nursing.

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  22. Oh my goodness, bless your heart!! I can only imagine the terror you felt. It makes me cringe thinking about it.

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  23. hahahahaha...that is hysterical :)

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