Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Don't Be a Boob!

Have you read about the new trend (let's pray it's limited) of breastfeeding Moms swapping babies in an effort to bond? Yes. "Here, Tiff, you take baby Caytelinn and nurse her and I'll nurse your little Joenah. We'll be so close!"

I love my friends. Dearly. I've known many of them since before we even had boobs (except for that darn CBM who blew us all out of the water early.)

When we want to bond we drink cocktails. Make a phone call. Drop each other a note. Nurse each others kids? Not likely.

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

The situation Allison described actually happened to me in college. It's a long story (and I won't get it into here) but suffice to say it involved roommates, rather than nursing mothers.

Anonymous said...

Hi Kim,

This isn't about boobs and nursing mothers, but I told you I would ask what kind of talker they use at the autism school my therapy dog and I visit. It's a "Vantage".

Best,
Tena

Kim Rossi Stagliano said...

Thanks, Tena. Ah, perhaps I can "milk" our district for one? LOL!

Anissa said...

People seriously do this? Really? I am having a tough time picking my jaw up off the floor. All I can say is WOW. And if anyone EVER offers a nip to my baby, they're gonna have one pissed mama to deal with.

Anonymous said...

Kim Stagliano said...
Thanks, Tena. Ah, perhaps I can "milk" our district for one? LOL!

Hi Kim,
Good luck "mooving" on this :-)
Tena

Kim Rossi Stagliano said...

I'm "tit"tering!

Anonymous said...

Kim Stagliano said...
I'm "tit"tering!

6:04 PM

Keep me abreast.
Tena

Laura said...

I think breastfeeding should be done for your own kids if at all possible, and maybe if there's some tragedy involving another person's child needing milk - say, you're trapped in the woods, and the other bf'ing mom is eaten by a bear, and her little darling is starving. But, no thanks on the boob bonding. My friends and I go for coffee and chocolate for bonding.

Kim Rossi Stagliano said...

You're pushing me hear, Tena... Ok, 6:15 am, half a cup of Starbucks in... My mother didn't has any friends to nurse me, she didn't nurse me either, at least according to my mammary...

Sorry.

Kim Rossi Stagliano said...

Oy - HERE. HERE. Not hear. See? It is early.

Anonymous said...

Kim Stagliano said...
You're pushing me hear, Tena

When it comes to puns, I go for the jug-ular :-)

Tena

Kim Rossi Stagliano said...

Damn you woman! OK, donning my Rossi-humor hat, got to make my Dad proud.... Nope, can't do it, we'll just have to "nip" this one in the bud.

Anonymous said...

Okay, we'll stop nursing this one along.

Loved your post, "Stupid Autism Tricks".

And I'm sure your dad is very proud of you.

Tena

LadyBronco said...

Ummm...

Ew.

Ew, Ew, Ew.

That's just freakin nasty.

Anonymous said...

Once you start down that road with boob bonding, you end up slow dancing in the basement while listening to your older brother's 45s. And where does that lead you? Right: To smoking cigarettes behind the high school. Next thing you know, you're buying those frilly, low-cut lace tops. And, ladies, it's all downhill from there.

Kim Rossi Stagliano said...

Straight to the inguinal ligaments, Harvey. You're so right.

Anonymous said...

And once you go down the road to inguinal ligaments, it's time for the Puerto Rican Rum with Michelob chasers.

Bottom line: This boob sharing can get awfully dangerous awfully fast.