I breastfed Jack on the floor of a cave while we were walking through it on holiday in Margaret River. Some people wandered past, but most never noticed me. I was hoping he would wait until we were outside, although it wasn't as uncomfortable as you might imagine!
The next day, I breastfed him at a high-brow winery over lunch, while the waiter was taking my order for dessert. What a fantastic & professional guy he was - he never batted an eye as he ran through the desserts list for us.
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