Oh gosh it was WAY worse when Danny was a baby. I remember nursing his then 10mo old self on our porch in Ohio and my father (who was down to help us move in with him here in Illinois), was SCREAMING for me to go inside the house, what if the police saw me, that it was indecent, etc.

I had my mother be in shock that I could nurse a baby (she first met Danny at 18mo old) who was 1. over a year old 2. had a mouth full of teeth.

I think the ONLY person in my family who didn’t expect me to hide/cover up/etc was my twin sister.