You are walking through Kroger, happily grocery shopping, Baby loaded in to the sling, sleeping peacefully, your coupons in the front of the cart, saving you lots of money, the cart loaded with food, diaper bag, 16 boxes of Free Chocolate Honey Bunches of Oats (not really 16, but a lot), cloth bags to take Free Chocolate Honey Bunches of Oats home in, a blanket to throw over Baby when you go outside, and every lady stops you to coo and laugh and TOUCH THE BABY'S HAND, and the occaisonal man asks you how old your little boy is, and you get to the check out, talking to the cashier about how long it takes you to shop and how much you save with your mountains of coupons, and you look down and realize...
YOUR NURSING BRA HAS BEEN UNSNAPPED AND IS BUNCHED DOWN ON YOUR B**B AND IT MAKES YOU LOOK LIKE YOU HAVE A THIRD N!PPLE!!!
And you wonder to yourself how long it has been like that? and how many stores you have been to since you last nursed Baby? and if the older gentleman who asked about your baby really was interested in the baby or just wanted to get a look at your third n!pple? and, oh my, was my shirt pulled up too?
Don't you just love it when that happens???
Friday, March 14, 2008
Don't You Love It When...
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Hey thanks for stopping by my blog!! I'm always eager to meet other pw's!! We are cding, bfing, crunchies too!! YAY!! Your blog will be in my bookmarks. Blessings!
Oh man, I hate it when that happens! I once did that at church! At least my shirt wasn't up, just my bra was unsnapped!
Also, sort of related, I once was nursing my son in Waldemort in a sling and the cashier was like "awwww isn't he cute he's sleeping" hehehe. I didn't tell her he was eating lunch at the time. :)
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