I go to Cassie-care (CC) every day to feed Greysen during lunch. It's not an unusual sight to see one of the Mama's sitting on the couch at CC breastfeeding. I guess that's what happens when you have 3 children under the age of 1 in the same place.
Yesterday there was a visiting 3-year old to CC. I call her Big G cuz Greysen is Little G. She is quite the little smartie but I didn't know whether she'd ever seen breastfeeding. So I covered up. At one point, she looked around and said, "Where is that baby?" And Cassie pointed at Greysen's feet sticking out of the coat he hid under while eating. Big G moved around to position herself to see and find out what he was doing in there. She looked at me and said, "What is he doing in there?" To which I responded, after looking frighteningly at Cassie, "He's eating." Big G asked what he was eating and why he was under there and then she said, "Why are you feeding him from your tummy?"
PHEW - that was a little more comfortable than the atlernative question that could have resulted about birds and bees and storks and all that. But my response didn't satisfy her curiosity cuz then she poked, prodded and rubbed my "tummy." I didn't want to act like it was a big deal but it really wasn't comfortable. So I told her that she shouldn't distract Greysen from eating. And then I finished up, covered up and got the h-e-double-l out of there.
And then I had to explain to Big G's Mama what went on so she didn't hear it first from Big G's perspective. I didn't, however, explain that I was felt up by her 3-year old. It didn't seem important since she obviously thought she was feeling my tummy.
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