I was mortified.
Out to dinner with one of Hubby’s co-workers at a fancier than usual restaurant, I wore a nice silk shirt. Zoe was being a doll playing on my lap. Her head must have been hitting my breast just right. When I handed her to Zubair, I noticed that I was soaked!
Red-faced, I went to the bathroom. Upon my return, my husband chuckled while his friend simply stated, “Don’t worry, it happens”. It certainly made me feel better, but I wasn’t sure he realized it was breastmilk. All the same, it didn’t ruin my night. Just brought to mind an incident that so humbly reminded me to never say “never”.
Many months ago, while pregnant, I was standing in the returns line at Wal-mart. Always a fun thing. A very young new mother (probably half my age) was holding up the line. Presumably trying to return some gifts she received. It was taking a while, and her newborn babe started to cry. Flustered, the young mom wasn’t quite sure what to do; and then the leaking began. I felt so sorry and embarrassed for her. I vowed then, it would never happen to me.
Little did I know…
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