got milk?

One of my favorite feminist bloggers, The Feminist Breeder recently posted this awesome entry about formula marketing in hospitals, to which another blogger named Jessica, who's blog I've never read before responded accordingly in a way that sparked much debate. They then each responded, both very eloquently. You can find Feminist Breeder's response here and Jessica's response here.

They both had well thought out arguments, but if I had to pick a side I have to say I'm with Feminist Breeder. That being said, I don't think we really need to pick sides. I love that it opened up some honest discussion about breastfeeding that is beyond the typical "Breastfeeding is a choice" rhetoric that I'm so tired of everyone being defensive about. It's really worth a read.

lullaby

Tomorrow I'm going to a baby shower, and I am NOT going to be TFTF. I'm going to be super functional. I am not going to roll my eyes if someone makes a comment about the fetus's sports ability. (I think for my sake it's better she's having a boy and not a girl.) I'm going to be on my best behavior. I skipped out on any of the gendered gifts on the registry and went for baby bottles, pacifiers and breastmilk bags. I feel confident that I will make it through finger sandwiches and blue m&m's. I know I can do it.

But my anxiety right now is still high from my trip to Babies R Us. Between my anxiety over gender stereotypes to my dropped jaw at the overwhelming amount of stuff babies "need", my chest tightened and I suppressed the urge to run over almost a dozen children with my cart. I mean, I understand why people want to have babies. But I also think that's a personal choice and if I want to glare at your child because she won't move out of the way of my cart, that should be okay too.