A pre-Covid story about breastfeeding

(A pre-covid nursing story)

My nursing issue is an abundance of milk. You would think that would be an amazing problem to have, but it’s a bit awkward because my boobs just constantly leak and spray. At first, it was really hard to feed because the baby would be crying and kicking, but eventually it got better. Now I don’t give a fuck. I don’t even cover myself anymore. I don’t even care. I was out shopping yesterday in a busy store and the baby needed to feed. I found myself a little area with a little stool and I just plopped my ass down in the middle of the store.  When we are out, we are out, so I can’t be worried about anyone else. I just have to worry about my baby. There were a billion people shopping and walking around and I just whipped out those spraying boobs. I just don’t care anymore. It’s funny because the only person I feel like I have to cover up around is my dad. He literally once wiped my vagina when I was a baby and now I feel embarrassed of him seeing me feed