In a change of events to my personal plans (read: need sleep, stop nursing), I can no longer use the awesome nursing supplies provided to me to review by the ever so generous folks over at Bravado.
But, as the saying goes, my loss is your gain.
If you’re nursing and can tell me your MOST embarassing nursing in public story (I didn’t say it would take nothing), you will win a FREE NURSING BRA from Bravado! Winner gets to pick their own size and color and will get the tank within 2-4 weeks (go to - www.bravadodesigns.com to pick).
I’ll say this contest ends next Friday, mmm k? Good luck!
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Hey..I don’t want to win the contest, because I don’t need the nursing bra (and g-d willing, I never will)…but I have a funny story. I was nursing my daughter while out to lunch. I was using my hooter hider (the BEST invention on the planet). My mom and hubby took my son out to look for horse and buggys and my Dad was waiting for me and packing up all the baby stuff so we could leave as soon as I was done. Well, a couple that just walked in and was sitting next to us, kept looking back, whispering and staring. I was about to get lippy and give them my lecture about the benefits of nursing and to mind their own beezwax…but, my Dad looked at me and said, “they keep starting at you and then me…I think they think I am the father.” He was TOTALLY right. I am sure they thought we were an odd, couple to say the least!
P.S. I LOVE Bravado…their products literally saved my life during my two stints of nursing! When I said I wouldn’t need/want a nursing bra…I meant AGAIN! Oops.
Oh I have a few, my dear. I once was at a Catholic wedding and you could hear a pin drop in that place. When my newborn aroused I quickly went to the back to find a place to nurse. I saw a chair in this small room and sat down and began to nurse. Then I looked up and saw I was in the confessional!!!
Another time was more recent- visiting friends (that don’t have kids) I had just finished nursing Ivy and was carrying on a conversation with my BOOB still hanging out of my nursing bra and my shirt hiked up. Nice.
PS I’d love to win because I got to give one of these away but didn’t get one for MYSELF!!!
Steph
PS, one of those friends was a GUY.
Steph
This isn’t my story…and this woman was done nursing years ago – but this should go down in the history books for craziest nursing story ever. Back in the height of fear of flying into DC, back in the 2001 days when you couldn’t get in our out of your seat 30 mins prior to landing at National and when everyone was a suspect, this teeny tiny itsy bitsy woman was on a flight headed back to National airport and decided she really needed to pump. So she grabbed her pumping bag and headed to the bathroom to pump. Some passengers saw her go into the bathroom with a backpack and alerted the flight attendants. Surely taking a backpack to a bathroom can only mean one thing – you want to blow up the plane. So the flight attendant knocked on the door and asked her to get out. She said it would take a few mins. She was mid-pump. She knocks again and insists she leave the bathroom. She was still mid-pump.
So what else can a flight attendant do? Oh – have the on-board air marshall kick in the bathroom door…..for them to find this poor woman pumping.
Real story.
These stories are hilarious!! Thanks all!
Last summer, I was nursing my baby at Wicker Park when a little boy we knew from the neighborhood ran up to me, lifted up my hooter hider — exposing my boobs and big, fat baby tummy to the entire park and exclaimed, “Oh my God! What are you doing to your baby? That is disgusting.”
And I could use some replacement nursing bras because my fourteen month-old is still nursing like a newborn.
I am having my first baby in the next three weeks– so I don’t have an embarrassing story just yet, but no doubt will once my little one arrives. Would love to try the Bravado nursing bras! Thanks so much!
I was nursing my 4-month old. He HATES to be covered btw. But, since everyone seems to get oh-so-uncomfortable I threw a blanket over my shoulder. He was getting all fidgety towards the end of nursing session. I reached down to squeeze my nipple to see if there was anything left, as he wiggled around and pulled the blanket off my shoulder exposing me. OF COURSE, there was still milk left and it squirted in the air. It reminded me of a squirt gun. EW! Talk about embarrassing!
Wow Tara- I think you win!!!