Names & Teeth & Nice Folks in Restaurants
Comments are now closed on the kiddie naming contest. The Big Guy and I will deliberate and get back to you. Thanks to all who entered!
My poor little nameless boy has gone from four months of cutting eye teeth directly into the two year molar. I’ve seriously never met a kid who’s teeth hurt so much. He’s up for hours every night in pain and has literally devoured his headboard. It got so bad he was spitting wood chunks onto the floor so I covered it with many layers of duct tape. So he spent a week spitting duct tape onto the floor and is now down to the wood again. Even the heaviest of pediatric OTC drugs don’t work for him. The homeopathic ones don’t touch it. I sure hope his are through before the little girl starts teething!
I have got to take a picture of that headboard. It’s ridiculous.
We took our weekly cruise around Costco today with friends & their kids. Then we were stupid or delusional enough to think that taking three toddlers and three babies with only three moms to a restaurant for lunch was a good idea. Duh. It was actually fun, but the boy’s mouth was so sore and he was so overtired that he was a bit of a crankpot by the end. The girl slept all morning while my boobs were bursting at the seams and then, as Murphy’s Law states she would, she woke up hungry just as the boy’s food arrived. Thank God I had friends there who could help him while I fed her. It was a gong show, but a fun gong show with friends in the same situation so it’s all good.
There was a couple in their mid-fifties or so at a table not far away with a girl in her late teens or early twenties. I saw them looking at us often and didn’t have time to try to read the expressions on their faces, what with the aforementioned gong show happening all around me. Nor did I care if they didn’t like me nursing my baby at the table (quite possible flashing a boob while I tried to stab pancakes with the boy’s fork, but probably not). When they were about to leave the restaurant, the mother came over to our table and asked if she could speak with us. We, of course, said yes. She told us that we all looked like wonderful young mothers and that when she saw my daughter latch on to my breast so readily it brought back great memories for her. She said it was so nice to see us all out together and she was really glad we were doing it because it goes so quickly and we must enjoy it. She was there taking her youngest daughter to lunch. She’s currently in college and was once the tiny baby nursing in a restaurant.
I hope some nice lady was as encouraging to her as this woman was to us. The next time you see a young mother nursing or just mothering well in public, please compliment her. It feels awesome.





February 22nd, 2008 at 10:49 pm
It is wonderful to hear that you were complimented at a restaurant. I hear so many horror stories. I know that with my second I will be much more confident about breastfeeding in public. Well at least I hope so. Now if I can only find a sling for a big busted woman before the next little one is born.
February 24th, 2008 at 1:28 pm
Random compliments are so awesome.
February 25th, 2008 at 7:34 am
I was worried she was going to say something not nice…how great it is for her to encourage you!
February 25th, 2008 at 11:00 am
Great story. If I might add … when my little girl was 2, she was screaming for cookies in the grocery store. I remained calm and firm and kept saying “we’re only buying healthy food today”. I kept passing the same older people in their sixties. She stopped me and said “I just want to compliment you on how you handled that situation. Your daughter got the message and you remained calm”.
It meant a lot to me. I learned from that lady and I also pay it forward. Positive reinforcement does wonders for adults as well as children!
February 26th, 2008 at 9:17 pm
I was recently in Central California, roadtripping to LA, and had to nurse my baby in a Starbucks. I was wearing a shirt that was not very nursing friendly and was showing more of my postpartum body than I wanted to. I suddenly got really self conscious that the other families there were not into breastfeeding and that I was doing something inappropriate. I ended up going to the car because the baby was distracted and kept exposing my breast. But, before I did, a woman stopped by, put her hand on my shoulder and said, “I think it’s great that you’re nursing your baby.” It really made my day. It was exactly what I needed to hear since I was sinking into a doubt spiral assuming that she thought it was horrific that I was nursing my baby.