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Breastfeeding in Public Spaces Features
Diane Wiessinger, MS, IBCLC
Photo: Karsyn Shalae Photography


What’s changed for mothers breastfeeding in public spaces during the past generation?

Thirty-five years ago, when my first baby was about six weeks old, I was sitting in a doctor’s waiting room. There was one other person in the room—an old man, who sat facing me—and my baby was getting hungry! I had never nursed outside my home and I didn’t know of any other seating areas in the building, but I knew that if I waited much longer Scott’s grizzling would change to howls and make everything worse.

I took a deep breath, turned a bit to the side, lifted, shifted, and settled my shirt to meet the top edge of his body. Amazing! The expression on the old man’s face hadn’t changed! He didn’t have a clue what I was doing! Well, of course not. He must have been in his eighties, and I’m sure the dining requirements of a six-week-old were not on his mind. They weren’t on most people’s minds, it turned out. I once chose a “secluded” place to feed my baby in Chicago’s O’Hare International Airport and found myself suddenly facing the boarding queue. At least a hundred passengers filed s-l-o-w-l-y past me, and not one of them seemed to notice.

Over my years of being out and about with two breastfed children, some people did notice. A few mothers came up to me and told me how they’d wanted to breastfeed but hadn’t had enough milk, a few to tell me how much they missed their breastfeeding days. No one ever once appeared shocked or even mildly reproachful. I’m sure the vast majority simply never noticed the telltale shirt wrinkles above my baby’s head. One older woman actually lifted a corner of my shirt to see the baby’s face, and jumped back as if she’d been burned when she saw what that face was busy doing. “Oh, my dear, I’m so sorry!” she said. “That’s all right,” I reassured her, “We’ve all been there, haven’t we?” “Yes,” she said, and smiled broadly, “we have.”

I wasn’t conspicuous even though there was very little specially designed clothing 35 years ago. I just wore something loose enough to lift from the bottom. When I was feeding in public I’d also pull the other side of my shirt up an inch or two. That way, if there was a wet spot, when I settled my clothes it would end up below my nipple, at about diaper level when I held my baby, instead of creating a bull’s eye around my nipple. And I thought how sad it was that an apparent urine stain was more acceptable in public than an apparent milk stain. I’d casually press my forearm against the “off side” nipple during milk releases to try to stop any leaks. And I confess that when I went shopping for a new top, I’d rub a bit of saliva on the hem to see what happened when the fabric was wet. If it didn’t pass the “spit test,” I’d move on. But for the most part, I fed my babies where they wanted to be fed, and no one ever objected.

I confess that when I went shopping for a new top, I’d rub a bit of saliva on the hem to see what happened when the fabric was wet.

My friends all went through the same “trial by fire,” a generation ago, discovering that breastfeeding in public was neither terribly difficult nor terribly obvious. But what we thought of as “public” and what we thought of as “obvious” varied.

Once, when I went to a La Leche League meeting, most mothers there were busy feeding their babies. Halfway through the meeting there was a break for refreshments, and everyone  left the room. Only a young foreign student and I remained. She put her baby to her breast for the first time since the meeting had started, smiled shyly at me, and said in halting English, “This my first time breastfeeding in public.” I was amazed. To this new mother very far from home, I was her trial by fire!

At another LLL meeting held in a community hall, a woman who had struggled throughout her first month of breastfeeding sat near the frequently opening door, calmly peeled off both shirt and bra, then looked up, said, “Oh!” and put her shirt back on. After four long weeks of never looking beyond her own breast and baby, it hadn’t occurred to her that there might be a wider world watching her totally topless approach. Her trial by fire had been simply learning to breastfeed. The public’s opinion? A mere afterthought.

Mothers in my generation learned ways to reduce the visibility of breastfeeding without any specialty clothing or equipment. Lifting shirts from below was less conspicuous than opening from above; a loose top and the baby’s body covered virtually all exposed skin. Our own bird’s eye view was always the clearest one. Mothers of twins might use a tank top with two large and well-placed holes cut out. When they pulled their shirt up, the tank covered everything else. A cardigan was nearly as effective, hanging vertically and draping a mother’s sides completely, even when the shirt underneath was lifted in front. As slings became popular mothers figured out ways to use them for cover.


Shaheen Rozeena

Maybe just as important as our clothing was how we held our babies. There was no “cross cradle hold” or specialized pillow a generation ago. The early weeks of breastfeeding might involve some precarious and awkward positions, but by the time we were ready to go out most of us had already fed our babies on sofas, on kitchen chairs, cross-legged on the floor, and walking around. We were ready to use whatever furnishings the public offered, from grocery store aisles to restaurant chairs. We practiced at home, maybe with a mirror or an observer, and then we took that deep breath and … did it.

Of course while there are some babies who can eat demurely, there are others who announce with gulps and guzzles that they’re Dining Out. But in general, we accepted “breastfeeding in public” as something that was going to be awkward and intimidating at first but straightforward from then on, not unlike the challenge of changing a diaper or managing a car seat.


Anne Hollwey

Some of us were given disapproving looks or were told we had to move, but I remember no editorials pro or con, no legislation protecting or prohibiting. The great majority of the women I knew were simply ignored.

Now, 35 years past my first public fumblings, breastfeeding rates continue to stagger determinedly upward, breastfeeding legislation protects more and more of us … and yet new mothers in many countries (my own included) seem to have more difficulty breastfeeding in public than we had a generation ago.

I’ve puzzled over this, and have decided that I’m partly to blame. I didn’t complain when expensive breastfeeding clothes implied that we needed to be wealthy to breastfeed in public. I didn’t raise a fuss when I saw ads for shawls and blankets that might as well have had “BABY BREASTFEEDING UNDER HERE” emblazoned across them. I didn’t protest the tents, hoops, gizmos, and gadgets intended to make money from—and perpetuate—a mother’s early uncertainties. I didn’t object to those bulky breastfeeding pillows, or the stereotyped, awkward, can’t-take-it-with-you positions that they promoted. Worst of all, I didn’t stop to share a smile and thumbs-up with every one of the publicly breastfeeding mothers that I noticed. I always wondered: would she rather think no one sees, or would she rather exchange a knowing glance with a former member of this exclusive club? After years of internal debate, I’ve decided most mothers would rather have that momentary support, and I haven’t been giving it. I’m starting today.

Bottle-feeding is still so much the norm that occasionally I’ll work with a woman who used a pump and bottles to help dig herself out of a difficult beginning, who wants to continue using bottles in public. “But do you really want to be that kind of role model?” I’ll ask. “Do you want to give the impression that after all your hard work, your baby is formula-fed?” “But my milk would be in the bottle,” she’ll say. And I remind her, “But how will any of the little girls—or boys—who see you figure that out? What they’re going to assume is that formula-feeding is what real people really do.” It’s always something she hadn’t thought about.

But what other strategies might she use for feeding her baby in public?

  • A nursing mother who wants to be invisible can think in advance of some private retreats in public places. But that means missing out on something—the dinner, the conversation, the pleasant surroundings, life. Instead, with a little practice and the right outfit a breastfeeding mother can make breastfeeding invisible in plain sight. I once gave a breastfeeding talk to an auditorium full of college students, wearing a doll in a sling and patting, stroking, and swaying with the doll, as I would have with a real baby. During my talk, I also “breastfed” three times, each time lifting my top and bringing the doll’s mouth to my bare breast within the sling. During one of these “breastfeeding” sessions, two girls in the second row giggled together. No one else reacted, and when I asked at the end of the talk, no one else had been aware of what I was doing. Even the two girls near the front had missed two of the three “feedings.” We mothers aren’t as obvious as we think.
  • Magicians know that distraction can create invisibility. At our local farmer’s market, a young woman sold vegetables to my mother and me, weighing the produce, talking to us, and making change, all while switching her toddler from one breast to the other several times. After we left her booth, I asked my mother if she had noticed that the toddler was breastfeeding. With all the hubbub of the marketplace, she hadn’t seen a thing!
  • Mothers can just … do it. This summer our local LLL group walked in our town’s annual parade. Before the parade, I glanced along the road and saw a mother with one of those big, broad BABY BREASTFEEDING UNDER HERE gadgets. In the whole roadside full of people, she was the one who stood out. Contrast that with our parade group. One of the two-year-olds grew tired of walking, was scooped up by his mother, and fed in her arms as we walked. One person made a negative comment to a friend. But others either didn’t notice or were able to add another non-event to their own experiences. And what about the many who couldn’t miss the BABY BREASTFEEDING UNDER HERE shawl arrangement? Did it contribute to an opinion that breastfeeding is, literally, best kept under wraps?
  • Mothers can stage their own small acts of rebellion. A friend of mine was feeding her baby in New York City’s Grand Central Station. Her father, perhaps a little uncomfortable himself, pointed out the presumed discomfort of another gentleman nearby. “Oh, is he uncomfortable?” asked my friend brightly. “Why, he’s certainly free to move. I’m very comfortable where I am.” After all, a simple flick of his eye would remove her from his view. So much easier than hefting baby, diaper bag, and baggage to move to another seat!
  • Mothers can stand their ground. Barbara Behrmann’s Breastfeeding Café, a collection of mothers’ breastfeeding experiences, includes the story of a young waiter who told a woman that she couldn’t breastfeed her baby there in the restaurant. “Oh, honey,” the mother replied calmly in her Texas drawl, “He’s not breastfeedin’. He’s just lickin’ mah nipple ‘til he falls asleep.” The waiter fled.
  • Mothers can educate others. Leigh Anne is an LLL Leader in New York State, an International Board Certified Lactation Consultant, and a mother of three. Not the person you want to confront if you don’t have your facts in order. She was sitting in her children’s school lobby, feeding her seven-month-old, when she heard a woman say, “She can’t do that here!” Leigh Anne spoke up pleasantly. “Actually, New York State law says that I can.” “But there are children here!” “Yes, she said gently, “and they’re learning that we are mammals and that mammals feed their babies this way.” The woman’s eyes widened. “I am not a mammal.” “Breasts are mammary glands and that makes us mammals,” my friend responded. “Well, if I have any more children I won’t be able to breastfeed, because I’m a diabetic,” said the woman. “If you want to help your children avoid diabetes, you will breastfeed them, because not breastfeeding actually increases their risk for obesity and diabetes.” The woman opened her mouth again, then closed it. Finally, she smiled and said, “Well, you just shot me down didn’t you?” Leigh Anne smiled back. “Girlfriend, I just shot you up!” The woman came over, shook hands with her, introduced herself, and they became “lobby buddies” for the rest of the term.
  • If a breastfeeding mother is confident and casual, if she doesn’t look furtive or embarrassed, most people will either decide they weren’t seeing what they thought they were seeing, or they’ll begin to realize that what they saw wasn’t terribly earthshaking after all. My daughter-in-law reported stopping along a public path to breastfeed three-month-old Max while several teenage boys walked past. “Did you see that lady?” she heard one of them say. “I think she was breastfeeding.” And that was that. The boys now had one small, neutral breastfeeding experience added to their view of How The World Works. Give them two dozen more, and they’ll stop noticing at all.
Caroline van Nierop

Caroline van Nierop

I think maybe the public just didn’t know what to make of us a generation ago, and took its cue from us. And there we were, busy spitting on the hem, cutting holes in our tank tops, opting for shawls and baggy shirts, and hiding places. It’s just a hunch, mind you. But 35 years ago we were careful to conceal, happy to hide, eager to evaporate. Maybe we did it too well!

So here’s my thought for the next 35 years. Certainly there’s a learning curve to breastfeeding in public. At first we all try to avoid it, hide it, cover it up. That’s part of getting comfortable with it. By all means, work your way through any of the options that make you comfortable. But as you gain confidence, I hope you’ll consider being a little more conspicuous! Let’s get people so accustomed to the sight of breastfeeding mothers that they just don’t notice us any more. Let’s not put too much energy into “breastfeeding-friendly” logos that just serve to isolate us. Instead, let’s assume that the whole world is breastfeeding-friendly, and plunk ourselves down in the grocery store aisle instead of the back of the store.

Here’s another thought: each month on the anniversary of your child’s birth, consider being a little more public than usual. Breastfeed in a sidewalk café or a pew in church, or while you take a walk in the park. If enough of us “birthday breastfeed” in public, all those gentle exposures to breastfeeding can acclimate the public to the sight of breastfeeding, in doses not big enough to create a scene, and not small enough to be invisible.

Maybe it’s the rebel in me; I love the idea of this little revolution. And being able to feed our babies whenever and wherever they need is surely a revolution whose time has come.


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Diane Wiessinger, MS, IBCLC, has been a La Leche League Leader since 1985 and works as a lactation consultant in private practice in Ithaca, New York, USA. She is a very popular writer and speaker and one of the co-writers of The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding, 8th Edition.

Editor’s note. There is definitely more in the media about breastfeeding in public spaces and people’s perception of it. What do you think? Do you have a story to share? You can comment in the box below or write to Barbara at



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  10. It’s always what I’ve aimed to do- make breastfeeding my son in public as normal as possible. He is now 15 months old and I feed him anywhere- shopping, public transport, Church, teaching my ballet class…and have never had a negative comment, only positive ones. I encourage everyone to feed their babies (and toddlers!) like it’s the most normal thing in the world because it is 🙂

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  12. One of the saddest things observe in pregnant women that is they intend to bottle feed their kid as they have been warned about the shapelessness of their breast. Every women knows the importance of breastfeeding but some how refrain from doing so, to avoid shapeless boobs after breastfeeding.

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