Saturday, August 13, 2011

The Booby Bar

It's been a heck of a three months, but she's here and we're rocking it. Posting was in my head  non-existent, but it's pretty much because she's already studying for her SATs and I had to assist.

So I changed the subhead of the blog title from "Pre-Sleepless Nights" to something that better depicts my current cycle of interests - shit, sleeplessness and wine. ;) I really don't have time to do fun stuff these days, but I still look and try to think about what I would do if I had 40 more hours in my week.

On a not so distant sleepless evening, following a missed flight and unexpected evening in a musty smelling hotel room in Boise, I had an idea. Why aren't there booby bars around? Not the type where women show their boobs, but the type where boobs are actually used and engaged for their original purpose and design. A sophisticated place where ladies feel comfortable being WOMEN and feeding their child in public. The double standard regarding breastfeeding just baffles me - routine studies show its benefit, yet there's such a taboo around it. Hell, even Barbara Walters admits that it makes her skin crinkle even more to sit beside someone breastfeeding.

So if you don't want to look at my boobs, and I don't want you looking at my boobs, why aren't there places we can celebrate this ability without the stigma? Studies earlier this year revealed that breastfeeding for the first six months of life could save millions of dollars and up to 1,000 lives. Apparently the new healthcare bill has requirements mandating employers provide breastfeeding employees with a sanitary space to pump or feed their babies.

Quit making moms feel like Hester Prynne. We're doing something that's good. So if you're ever out shopping and see a Booby Bar at your local mall, stop in and say hello. We're long overdue for something like this.

1 comment:

  1. I would like to design Booby Bars with you. There will not be any cowhide.