Earlier this week I went to a specialty baby store and picked up a few new fang-dangled things. You know those stores where you can get cool stuff, but it's always so expensive. One of the new fang-dangled breast feeding things is a nursing cover with a "rabbit hole" as Lucas likes to call it. Basically it has a peice of metal in the top so you can watch the baby latch and eat, rather then having to peak under a blanket. The only problem with it is the name. A Hooter Hider.... My whole life I've never liked the term Hooter. As a child I remember being disgusted with men who would wear Hooter's shirts and my father making fun of it. Now here I am, endorsing a word I hate. The problem is this thing is genius and beautiful.
Sorry Dad, I just had to have it....
Till Tomorrow
Jenn
6 comments:
They really are very handy, despite the awful name.
what's a hooter?
and is such a big cover really necessary to breastfeed...hmm yeah I don't know if I'd feel at ease to breastfeed in public although I've seen it before (not often I admit). Yet it shouldn't be necessary, as it's one of the most natural things to do, no?
I am very disappointed that there is no blog tonight....what am i supposed to do on my study break now???
LEX
Love it!! The name cracks me up but man ... that is gorgeous!!
Neither of my children appreciated my attempts to be discreet and would get all worked up with anything other than my breast at their face. :)
aren't they great?
I don't like the name either.
By the way, it cracks me up when I go to nurse the baby and he attacks me like he's never eaten before and then stops and looks at me like he's just making sure it's me.
Hello? Like there are any other breasts in your face, little man? It's too funny.
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