Yay for the women in the Philippines! I was at the shindig in Berkeley, which was the standing record until now. I was nursing Nate and Sophie at the time. I’m happy to pass the torch, and relieved to not be tandem nursing anymore.
When Lex was a baby I was visiting relatives in Texas. My cousin, who has two children, said to me while Lex was nursing that she’d never even seen a baby breastfeeding EVER in her life. Her husband walked into the room (absolutely nothing was showing, since I had on a nursing top and Lex wasn’t in that toddler pull-up-the shirt-then-look-around stage yet) and he turned bright red, spun on his heel like a professional dancer, muttered, "Excuse me," and hightailed it outta there. I’m sure his head would explode if he knew that I nursed Lex until he was four years and three months old. That even sounds hippie to me, and I was the one doing it!
I know nursing is not for every mother or even every baby. I used to be more, uh, strident about thinking it was the only way, but then a combination of time and karma softened my position by giving me a baby who had to have predigested formula delivered to her tummy by a tube in her nose. I still think that if it is possible to nourish an infant au naturel, then that is the logical choice. And, I’m still astonished that there are people, and mothers especially, who have never seen a baby nurse. That’s just freaky.