A Poem
Given the snide remarks that my sister overheard about my nursing in public yesterday, I find it fitting to have found this today.
DISCLAIMER: As noted, this poem is NOT mine and is reprinted here without permission. Please refer to the original page.
Mom I Am (excerpt) Written by a poster on the Mom’s Online Breastfeeding Board
I will nurse, in any case, On the street or in your face. I will not let my baby cry, I’ll meet her needs, I’ll always try. It’s not about what’s good for you, It’s best for babies, through and through. I will nurse her in my home, I will nurse her when I roam. Leave me be lads, leave me be ma’am. I will nurse her, mom I am.
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My name is Michelle. I write, I shoot and I mom, not necessarily in that order. I'm aware that 'mom' isn't widely accepted as a verb but I think it should be.I'm a self-professed geek and caffeine addict. (Some may argue that the latter is a requirement of the former.) I live with my husband and our daughter in the California Delta.
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