Hi. This is my first time posting on here but I have been lurking for a couple months. I hope that's not creepy. I just wanted to jump in and introduce myself because I had the worst weekend of my life and really need someone who will understand. I'm due on December 9, we don't know the sex of the baby yet, and I have a son who is excited to be a big brother.
The vent is about my sister. Her wedding was on Saturday and I was a bridesmaid. When she asked me to be in the wedding, she knew I was breastfeeding my son. At the rehearsal on Thursday night my husband asked what we would do if my son wanted to nurse during the ceremony or the reception. She completely didn't tell us that my husband and son would be sitting at a table with family and I would be at the head table with the wedding party. My sister said she didn't want me to nurse on the altar, she said it would distract from her day. I asked her if I could just sit down and she was really rude and told me to just suck it up for the ceremony and he could nurse after. When my son was born we had some problems getting breastfeeding started and it was very difficult. I was so blessed to be able to afford outstanding lactation consultants who helped us with latch issues and supply problems but I still have problems with my supply and I worry about it. My sister was angry and huffed off like she does when she has a temper tantrum.
On Saturday, I went into the church just before the wedding and nursed my son and she was so angry. She said I shouldn't have gone in before the wedding started and she said that she wouldn't let me ruin her day. She can be a drama queen. The ceremony started and I was standing on the altar and it was a long ceremony. My nursing session wasn't enough and my son started to scream because he wanted to nurse. I just couldn't stand listening to him scream so I motioned to my husband to let him go and he came on the altar and nursed just as the ceremony was ending. She told me not to sit down so what else could I do?
She was so angry that she wouldn't speak to me in the limo. When we got to the picture location, she screamed at me in front of everyone that I had ruined her day and I was selfish and a terrible person. I just ignored her because she is such a drama queen. Our mother is taking her side and told me I should not have nursed my son. She said it would not have been a big deal to make my son sit and wait until the ceremony was over. So I can't nurse my son on demand because my sister is a control freak? I nursed him throughout the reception and she would not even look at me. Finally I told her to stop being such a brat. That's when her brand new husband decides he is family now and can intervene. He told me to take my son and get out and not come back to the reception. He said we were not welcome there and I told him I would take our gift back. He said he didn't care so I told my husband, we took our gift, and we went home. I hope she gets sunburned on her honeymoon. What a psycho.
I needed to tell that to ladies who would understand! Thanks for listening.
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Sounds like you and your sister likely have some issues even before the wedding.This may be an unpopular opinion and I'm all for public BFing, but I can't imagine doing it on an alter as a bridesmaid. Why not just bring a bottle of breast milk to use during the ceremony, if necessary?
My mind is boggled.
LOL you beat me to it, I was just going to say the same thing!
Holy $h@t he is almost 5 and couldn't have flipping waited to nurse. There is something wrong there.
OP you're not even a good troll.
I definitely thought MUD half way through reading it. AND if she has been lurking for months she would have known that none of us would "understand". If by some slight chance it's real, this is some selfish, dumb ass shit and OP is the brat/drama queen. BIZARRE to think it's okay to nurse at the altar and everyone else should get over it.
ETA: I was typing up my response and didn't see the kid was 5. This is all kinds of MUD.
Sure OP...
Oh ya and 5, not a baby!
Not even... Uhuh