Yep i couldn't feed in public, in fact i've never even bf in front of any family members, i STILL leave the room. In fact in the first few months i rarely left the house, my DS fed so often that by the time i'd fed him and changed his clothes and nappy (reflux), i would put the bag in the car and he'd want another feed. Many days i cried out of frustration as i just wanted to make it further than the carport. I didn't often have ebm so going out just wasn't an option. It was amazingly inconvenient and pretty upsetting at times, but i just copped it on the chin, gave him the boob and my heart would melt as i'd see him vigorously suckling on me and gazing in to my eyes. Thoughts of hitting the shops faded away and i knew those moments wouldn't last forever so i savoured them rather than resenting them.






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