Question for all the #exvangelical#exfundie#exchristian moms out there, if you nursed your child(ren):
Did you, too, encounter bizarre attitudes about breastfeeding in your time in church? #thread
It started when my son was tiny - he didn't nurse until he was 5 weeks old, so I pumped and syringe fed (with my husband's help) every two hours around the clock for 5 weeks until he could latch.
I was told it was just my pride making me fight to nurse.
When he finally could nurse, where, when, and how often I nursed him became ammunition for them, beginning with my mother.
I was "being seductive" by nursing in public, nevermind that I had him in a sling and was wearing a tank under my shirt.
At 9 weeks, in La visiting friends, a pastor's wife walked into a restaurant where I was sitting - in a back room - with my friends. She peeled back my sling uninvited, and then yelled to her husband to "Stay back, she's BREASTfeeding!"
Then she proceeded to lecture me as to how in HER day, women breastfed in private. In a back room. That it was "enticing" to men for me to nurse while completely covered, because they could tell my baby was eating.
My pastor asked me not to feed my baby in church - before my baby was born! - because he thought women had to take their shirts off the nurse (???). To his credit, he did apologize after I stood talking to him, nursing, with him none the wiser, for 30 minutes.
At 6 months, a church lady pointed out to me that breastfeeding my son was making him "too attached" (???) and "If you died, he'd be really traumatized. So you should let me babysit him and give him a bottle."
I declined, asking why she thought pre-traumatizing my kid was good prep for "just in case" trauma.
Then I remembered my audience, and realized that 'christian' child-rearing practices are just another tentacle of that whole gnarly mess.
If I nursed him past a year, he'd be gay (that's where lesbians come from, too, mothers who nurse daughters. The More You Know...)
The worship leader commenting on my breasts, asking me - and I quote - "Do you name your boobs before you give them to your kid to suck on?" was met by the pastor with "Well, he's never been around nursing before, and he's a guy."#boyswillbeboys
I was asked to leave family dinners. I was told I was disgusting. I was told I was shameful. I was told that I was a rebellious Jezebel who wanted men to think about my breasts.
And in the meantime, all I wanted to do was feed my kid. I finally resorted to asking them "So, what kind of bottle did Mary use for Jesus?" and "You do know Samuel was at least 5 when he was weaned, right?" but that didn't make a difference.
All these years out from it, I see it as control. As another way to police women's bodies. After all, the nursing pair is exclusive. When all goes well, a mother's body makes milk. Her baby drinks it. If you believe in a Creator, surely this is designed by that Creator?
And no, this is not me criticizing women who couldn't nurse or who didn't want to nurse their child(ren). Your baby is fed? Good job, mama! <3 Because the same criticism in reverse is leveled at bottle-feeding moms (forsaking God's design!) See control, above.
Given that I encountered this in two countries, in multiple states and provinces, I'm thinking it wasn't limited to me and my son. But I'm curious - what were your experiences?
(And I'm shamelessly cc: @C_Stroop because more of you see her tweets ;-) )
@C_Stroop Oh my. How could I forget the "best" one? My MIL - whose pastor had told her she couldn't associate with us because we had "backslidden" - showed up at my door at 11pm, sneaking in to see her grandson.
She insisted on waking him up, this newborn baby I'd just gotten to sleep. His eyes were, understandably, red and he was fussy.
"You're making him r*t*rd*ed by breastfeeding him!" was her stunning conclusion.
And that's how I found myself getting a note from my son't pediatrician that my kid showed no signs of abnormalities and certainly none due to breastfeeding. :/ But that wasn't religious wackiness, that was just my MIL being my MIL ;-)
Ah yes, another memory...my son was 11 months old. I was sitting on the floor nursing him while I composed a eulogy for my grandfather's funeral that was starting in two hours. My 4 year old niece came up to me and asked "Why is he drinking from your BOOBIE, Aunt Rebecca?"
I said "Because that's how some babies eat. A mom's body makes milk, and the baby drinks it from the breast."
She replied "Well, MY mommy says that's DISGUSTING."
All I could say is "I'm sorry, sweetie. Your cousin seems to think it's pretty yummy, doesn't he?"
Those are the attitudes I fought against. I haven't seen my nieces since 2008, but I hope they remember. I hope that I gave them a glimpse of a different world.
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As a Reform Jew, the version of the Amidah we chant uses m'chayeih hakol (give life to all).
Since last year when I chant it,I say m'chayeih meitim (revives the dead) out of gratitude for the fact that M, the daughter of my friend @Nick_theGeek,was literally revived from death.⬇️
My friend @andrea_r interrupted my participation in Rosh Hashanah services with an emergency alert that M had suddenly dropped with a heart attack. I, in turn, interrupted the service itself, and we said a Mi Shebeirach (prayer for healing) for M. ⬇️
During the Days of Awe, when the sages taught us that the decree of who will live and who will die has been written, but that repentance, prayer, and good deeds can avert the decree - every action I took was for M, praying desperately that the decree of death would be averted. ⬇️
Y'all, my son is bisexual. I didn't 'make' him that way. He was not sexually abused nor was he exposed to inappropriate materials or any other weird theory people have.
He was made by a loving Creator in that Creator's image, and for him, B'tzelem Elohim means LGBTQIA (a thread)
I suspected he wasn't straight by the time he was 5. I kept my mouth shut about it because it wasn't my life, it wasn't my identity, and frankly, it wasn't my business.
But I leaned into advocacy and ally-ship, jussssssst in case. And if not for him, for someone else's kid. 2/12
When he came out to me, he was shaking. He was scared. And I listened, and I said "Ok." and smiled. He was shocked that I wasn't shocked, and so now we play the 'how did you KNOW?!?!' game every now and again as I show his adult self all the ways I knew from the start almost.3/12
In spite of what people might think, breaking the law in order to have an illegal funeral for a Covid victim doesn't actually honour the victim's life.
Yes. It happened.
No. We did not attend.
At some point, this has to stop.
If you can't comply with the law and only hold funerals in controlled access spaces with proof of vaccination/gov't ID, because family members are unvaccinated...
MAYBE YOU SHOULD NOT HOLD A FUNERAL AT ALL.
I mean, from the photos/videos I saw, many people were masked. They even stood a little ways apart from each other.
That's all well and good except for the part where we are under a mandatory order and NONE OF THAT GATHERING WAS LEGAL.
I mean I thought it was “hurtful” that my mother-in-law suffocated to death after catching Covid but clearly @premierbhiggs feels my angry comments about her death and his carelessness with public safety are more so.
Bless his heart.
@premierbhiggs And yes. I blame the conspiracy theories my MIL consumed for her death, even more than the provincial mixed messaging.
The fact remains that “going green” reinforced her beliefs about Covid not being a big deal.
@premierbhiggs By the time the province started taking it seriously again, she was on a ventilator.
Wearing a mask was NEVER about “punishment for the vaccinated”, Premier. It was about trying to protect the vulnerable people around us.
For some reason, when we moved houses when Smokey was two, he decided that I needed a fresh frog for breakfast every morning.
So fresh, indeed, that he refused to bring me a *dead* frog. Oh no.
Only the best for his Hooman and that meant a LIVE frog. 2/8
I don’t know how long it took him to figure it out. All I know is that it started one morning and didn’t stop until Smokey was no longer in our family -
At 7am, I would have to step to the screen door of our enclosed porch and put a frog out of its misery. 3/8
“Unknown small but nonzero fraction of a murder” perfectly expresses what I think some folks I know engaged in.
For someone in the medical profession to tell family to avoid vax / not seek care when they were dying of Covid because “it’s a hoax”?
Fractional murder, indeed.
Would my mother-in-law be alive right now if 3 of her 4 children hadn’t ardently embraced conspiracy theories?
I dunno.
What I *do* know is that her husband got vaccinated, caught Covid from her, and had 2 days of sniffles.
She spent days on a ventilator and died.
I know that the first week of the pandemic I called her and volunteered to pick up groceries for her and begged her to stay safe.
“Oh, there isn’t any virus!” She said; “(child) said so.”