I promised myself I wouldn't come back to this thread, because it made me so angry and upset, but I can't stop thinking about it. Stupid old me getting so worked up over something on an internet forum, but I just don't feel I can leave it.
I am not ashamed of breastfeeding. I am so, so happy and proud of myself. I gave a general reply last time but I'm going to give a personal one this time. Before my baby was born, I wanted a birth with as little intervention as possible and skin to skin contact afterwards, and to breastfeed straight away. Unfortunately things didn't quite work out as planned and we both nearly died, resulting in an emergency CS, resuscitation for DD, massive bleed and then general anaesthetic for me. DD seemed to recover well, though it was a few hours before we finally got that skin to skin contact and we began breastfeeding, which was wonderful and lovely and just the best thing. Then DD began fitting and we entered into a nightmare SCBU world where she was fed by a tube as they had to limit her fluids for a while to make sure she didn't have fluid on the brain. It was really hard to establish breastfeeding again, but we did.
Then when I got home I had a really unexpected reactions to breastfeeding around my stepchildren. I don't want to go into it too much - I love my stepkids and they weren't bothered by it - quite the opposite, they had seen their mum feed her baby by her new partner. They were a bit in my face, in fact. And I struggled to cope with it as I was feeling totally traumatised by the birth and in desperate need of a bit of space to bond with my baby. But I had to cope with it - and after another afternoon of hiding upstairs feeling miserable and lonely I came across one of these covers online, bought it, it arrived and suddenly I felt able to feed downstairs with everyone there. I had no idea I would feel like that, and it probably makes me a shallow, awful person, but all I can say is that I was in turmoil and it helped.
When it came to going out I discovered I wanted to use the cover then too. It helped me feel confident in breastfeeding. And I soon realised that people knew what I was doing - I was getting lots of (really, really positive) comments from older women about the cover - but I didn't mind, not at all. It helped me feel like I could do it in public when I was still struggling to get it right. I suspect some of my issues with trying to do it in public stem from anxiety linked to previous sexual abuse, I'm not sure - I didn't analyse it too much. All I know is that I was worried about it and then I used the cover and now I'm not. I don't use it at baby groups, or in front of my NCT friends, and sometimes I don't use it in other public places either as I am now much more confident. Sometimes I do, though. And it's handy now DD likes to look around at what's going on.
Those of you asking why don't you use a muslin instead - I don't get this? Is it because you haven't bought a special piece of breastfeeding kit? Because unless you wove that muslin yourself you bought that too. So what if I use a bit of fabric with a handy thing to stop it falling off and another handy thing that means I can see to check my babies latch?
What I do know is that I am not to blame for the low rates of breastfeeding in this country. I AM breastfeeding. In fact, my best friend (now 5 months pregnant) told me that she was so anxious about breastfeeding in public that she hadn't thought she was going to try it but that she would now as she knew she could use a cover if she wanted to. Some people have been quite direct about it, some people have merely inferred it, but I am not taking responsibility for the low rates of breastfeeding in this country. Or, perhaps I will, if you take some responsibility too for scaring people off with your sanctimonious attitude.
Right, sorry for the rant, I'm off now and I'm definitely not looking at this thread again.