*Raises hand and waves wildly* Call on me!! Call on me!!
I have five kids. I gave birth to three of them. I breastfed in public. But…I covered up. I don’t want you to see mine anymore than I want to look at yours. I’m totally a believer in feeding your kids wherever you need to, however you need to. Meaning bottle or breast. Just use common courtesy and respect those people around you. Cover up.
Taking kids in public? Well yeah, they should be allowed in public. No argument there. But if I’m out to dinner at a five star or even three star restaurant and you are there with your kid who is throwing spitballs and having a mini food fight while you’re whisper-yelling at him…then go away. Take your food home in a doggy bag, throw your kid in the car and leave the other diners who came to celebrate various personal milestones while their children are home under the watchful babysitters eye, in peace. Because they aren’t staring at you in admiration of your curly haired she/he-devil. They are trying to send you message via the stink eye that your child is causing gastro-intestinal upset.
Movies. If your baby is screaming and crying at a 9:30 pm movie, leave. So sorry your babysitter cancelled. Catch the movie next weekend when she can show up. A disappointment of parenthood, sometimes your sitter cancels on highly anticipated and looked-forward to date nights. Shit happens and then you move on. But don’t take it out on the entire population of the sold out movie of Avatar.
If a child (of any age) can’t behave appropriately for a particular situation then they need to be removed from that environment immediately if not sooner. Period. Otherwise, pay us all back for our ruined dinners/movies etc.
In conclusion, cover up your boobies. Also, make your children behave or take them home. Period.