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Are You Feeding Her Yourself?

Are You Feeding Her Yourself?



No... The dog does it.




Don't get me wrong, if I know you then I honestly don't mind being asked that question. Its a common question to ask - not sure why, but apparently it is. If you've had a baby I'm sure you've been asked this many times. The conversation usually goes -
Person -"Are you feeding her yourself?"
*My brain instantly wants to respond with a sarcastic answer*
Me- "No, bottle"
Person - "Ah right" Or "That's easier than breast feeding" Or "At least the babies dad can help"
That's about as far as it goes, I still don't understand the point in the question, but I still don't mind.

Now for the part I do mind. Why do strangers ask me? To me it's a strange thing for a stranger who doesn't even know your name to be asking whether or not I am whipping my boob out for my baby. I always feel like they are going to judge me for not. I feel slightly ashamed. I don't know this person, I don't know if they are just going to start ranting at me about why I should or shouldn't do something. 

Stranger - "That's a cute baby, are you breastfeeding?"

I apologise for moaning, but surely I am not the only person who has been asked this question by random strangers, hoping that I'm not the only one that this bothers....maybe its my hormones!

Something I have also noticed since being pregnant and since giving birth is that strangers also like to voice their opinion on how you should bring your child up, its a very odd time. You go from being invisible to strangers, to being stopped in the supermarket every couple of steps. 
I love the attention my beautiful little girl gets and having conversations with people is lovely, but everyone has their own views, opinions and experiences. I would like to create my own and choose the best way me and Jamie feel we should bring up our daughter. 









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