I have nursed Gray in a few unique places in the last bit. While on vacation Gray ate on a ferry, two different speed boats, multiple times on both boats. He ate at his great Aunt Elizabeth’s dinner table with us, and on a dock watching the sunrise.
We added another place to the list of public or odd places Grayson has eaten; the Jay’s baseball game in Toronto.
A few weeks ago we headed to the Jay’s game to take G to his first baseball game. It also happened to be Robbie Alomar day. RA was one of Brian’s favourite baseball players as a child, so it was nice for this game to be his first game.
We ended up not being able to get scalpers tickets, or any tickets. We were however able to sit in the buffet restaurant, more money than we had thought we would be spending, but we got fed, and we got some great seats in the shade.
Well you can imagine that between the drive to Toronto and the span of a baseball game, Gray got hungry. So there we were in a stadium fill of over 35, 000 people and I had to nurse my son. I have whipped it out in the NICU hundreds of times, and at church in the nursing mom’s room with all the other moms, but not in front of 35 thousand people. Now I don’t whip it out, not like the woman in the waiting room after G’s little boy surgery
(that’s a whole different story), I use my nursing cover. Not sure if that hinders our quest to make breastfeeding more normal and acceptable, but for me it’s what I’m comfortable with. I got a few odd looks, especially from the male servers in the restaurant, but to be honest, I think they were happy that he wasn’t upset anymore. I got a few odd looks from a some women, most of them not mothers I’m guessing.
I’m getting much more comfortable nursing in public, still not 100% natural yet but I’ll get there. Can’t wait for our next NIP moment; I’ll be sure to blog it.
We added another place to the list of public or odd places Grayson has eaten; the Jay’s baseball game in Toronto.
A few weeks ago we headed to the Jay’s game to take G to his first baseball game. It also happened to be Robbie Alomar day. RA was one of Brian’s favourite baseball players as a child, so it was nice for this game to be his first game.Brian and I had discussed it as on a whim on Saturday night – more of a ha ha we should do this. And when we were on our way to church on Sunday morning we decided that depending on how well G did in the morning, we would decide after church and possibly go. 
We figured we would grab scalpers tickets. So after church we came home, I fed Gray and Brian packed up the car, and we headed off to Toronto.
We figured we would grab scalpers tickets. So after church we came home, I fed Gray and Brian packed up the car, and we headed off to Toronto.We ended up not being able to get scalpers tickets, or any tickets. We were however able to sit in the buffet restaurant, more money than we had thought we would be spending, but we got fed, and we got some great seats in the shade.
Well you can imagine that between the drive to Toronto and the span of a baseball game, Gray got hungry. So there we were in a stadium fill of over 35, 000 people and I had to nurse my son. I have whipped it out in the NICU hundreds of times, and at church in the nursing mom’s room with all the other moms, but not in front of 35 thousand people. Now I don’t whip it out, not like the woman in the waiting room after G’s little boy surgery
(that’s a whole different story), I use my nursing cover. Not sure if that hinders our quest to make breastfeeding more normal and acceptable, but for me it’s what I’m comfortable with. I got a few odd looks, especially from the male servers in the restaurant, but to be honest, I think they were happy that he wasn’t upset anymore. I got a few odd looks from a some women, most of them not mothers I’m guessing.I’m getting much more comfortable nursing in public, still not 100% natural yet but I’ll get there. Can’t wait for our next NIP moment; I’ll be sure to blog it.
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