Erin is in WEST VIRGINIA with very, very limited internet access, but she really wanted to give everyone an update on her Delta trip, so I, Karen, have hijacked her blog in order to share this important post with you. Erin is stuck in “ahem” inlaw land with rural snail mail as her only ways of communicating with the outside world. Ha ha, sucker. Look at my high-speediness as I overtake your empire!
Okay, I’ll shutup now.
Without further ado, here are Erin’s words:
I nursed Princess Peanut everywhere but in the plane’s toliet and no one so much as even raised an eyebrow at me. She even nursed while doing her famous UPSIDE down move:
However, I’m sad to inform everyone that I did get this from a Delta representative in my email box today, it reads, in part:
“Delta fully supports a mother’s decision to breastfeed . We even provide rooms in our workplaces for our employees who are nursing mothers to pump and store breast milk . We just ask that mothers use their own discretion as they would in any other public place. “
What the fuck does “use their own discretion” mean? Are they saying the mother on the Vermont flight did not use discretion? What, exactly, constitutes discretion when feeding a baby at 220000 feet? Am I allowed to show the top part of my tit? The side only? The bottom half?
And the blanket. On our flight from Atlanta to WV our flight attendant TOLD US to put our blankets on our seats for the next passenger on the next flight. YOU WANT ME TO COVER MY CHILD WITH THAT???
Momsrising.org has a petition going. Get your asses over there.
Hi. Karen here again. So I’m hearing this right? They want you to shield your extremely offensive, milk-producing, child-sustaining, Scooby Snacks, with an ASS BLANKET that has been touched by HOW MANY PEOPLE without being washed? AND cover your child’s FACE with it so she can inhale all the germs from the last 40 passengers and their asses?
Not once did anyone question me about breastfeeding my kids. I waited for it. I armed myself with plenty of retort, but it never happened. I can turn my television on or fire up The Google and find millions of tits, but God (or Delta) forbid anyone try and do what’s natural.
My new slogan for Delta would be: “Delta. Don’t Suckle Your Spawn in Our Skies.”
What’s YOUR new slogan for Delta?”