aibu to not want to sit in a tent to bf my baby at kiddicare?

[inneedofsomehelpplz]

went to kiddicare with my dh & dc & had lunch whilst we were there, baby woke up so i bf her in the main restaraunt area and male member of staff came over to tell me that bfing tent was open & could i feed in there? this meant leaving my lunch & my family for 30 mins so i refused. i am very descret & habe nothing on show. aibu?

I'm simply bemused by the idea of a tent sitting in the middle of a cafe.

Unless it's some kind of silk-ceilinged Arabian Nights glamped up thing with cushions low tables and a tealight chandelier (which I doubt) why the hell would you want to sit in a sweaty nylon erection (especially in this weather) in the middle of a cafe?

Agree Lovecat, I really want to know the details of this 'tent' .

I've never seen a kiddicare, only seen the odd advert or mention on here and I assumed it was a shop, like mothercare or the early learning centre. From the thread title, I had visions of a woman in a sea of plastic tat, crawling into a little pop-up play tent to feed her baby.

I'm SO disappointed.

And for the record, as a bfing mother, I'd be happy if somebody pointed out designated facilities to me.

I'm as militant about breastfeeding as anyone, fed everywhere, never used facilities or muslins or covers or any of that stuff, but I still don't see the problem here.

They have a special breastfeeding tent, a staff member pointed this out - he didn't tell the OP to stop or move - OP was happy at a table. No problem.

Young men and BF are a brilliant mix. I wonder if he saw there's a tent dedicated to it and assumed it was compulsory. Then rolled his eyes at this rebel-without-a-cause mother? Thinking to himself:

'gaawd all these women breaking the rules about the boob tent.'

Or maybe he simply pointed out the tent politely and then went on his way with everything else being imagined.

If there is a boob tent up with refreshments I'd consider using it.

I don't understand generally people getting the arse with facilities being pointed out. All you have to say is no thanks I'm ok here.

I was offered a curtain pulled at hospital as people often used it as some private skin to skin time too. Not because there was an inference it was something to be done behind closed doors.

Come back OP and tell us about the tent :o

Is it indeed a dome in the shape of a boob? A 2 man popup recycled from last year's Glasto? Or a naice fully-bunted Bell tent with fairy lights and one of those peculiar breastfeeding rocking-chair-and-moving-footrest combos that so alarmed me at the Ideal home exhibition the other year?

We need to know (I'm bored, can you tell?)!

Or worse, following on in the tradition of Mothercare having their feeding room in the loo, is it one of these? :o

(because if it is, I can understand why you didn't want to go... :o)

I think I found our tent Here

Oh myname if you're going to turn up at tail end with youse a bad un comments
Try reading the thread,might make you look less indignant and no so fick
Now will you have some vinegar seeing you're giving out chips?

Old thread but this just popped up on my newsfeed.

www.liverpoolecho.co.uk/news/liverpool-news/breastfeeding-mum-asked-leave-merseyside-5071510

Ugh, www.liverpoolecho.co.uk/news/liverpool-news/breastfeeding-mum-asked-leave-merseyside-5071510

It's a bit weird. If that is the OP in the paper then her story keeps changing .

I wonder what actually happened.

Kiddicare appear to be a bit shit then.

[Biscuit]

And

WTAF is a 'breastfeeding tent'?

Dunno sounds like it could be fun, I was thinking I would be in there feeding whilst teenage boys bring me tea & biscuits.

Probably not though.

Even more bizarre its a nursing nest.

"IMO it simply didnt need pointing out."

what Oh forDUCKSake said.

If someone is breastfeeding 'in public' then the assumption should be that they are perfectly fine breastfeeding in public and I personally think it's wrong to then offer an alternative as it does have the potential to make people self-concious. Just leave them be.