Enter Cupcake:
We have tried pumping, which takes forever, can be painful if you don't have the right pump, and is no where near as efficient as baby just drinking from the boob- we have had zero success. Does not even like pacifiers (and I refuse to be one of those people that just shoves a pacifier in their babies mouths insisting they will like "like it eventually"), so why would I think she'd like a bottle...I don't know. I tried several kinds..and we don't like any of them.
Enter the Emmy's:
This was pretty much the longest amount of time I've ever been away from her...we are always together 24/7 (which I love...although sometimes I do enjoy when someone will hold her so I can take a nice peaceful, non-singing like crazy to keep her entertained in her bouncing chair, shower)...so we set up a plan, my mom within a few minute walk at the hotel with the kids...she would text me and tell me how baby was doing.
So as the girl sitting next to me said, "we only have 1 hour left" and we commented on how the show seems longer when you're sitting there than when you're free to go to the bathroom and get a snack, at home. When you are sitting there, it's hard to get up and with everyone's fancy dresses taking up aisle space, the you can only get up at commercial breaks, and then if the show starts you are locked out until the next commercial break to come and sit down again.
TEXT:
mom texts me that baby is hungry....
I immediately get up at the break and try to jog-walk in my dress...and go as fast as I can in my big ruffles and shoes back to few blocks I have to walk...
SECURITY tells me that I can't come back in- you go through 2 metal detectors and 2 searches- they don't mess around.
I said "ok"....my baby is more important than an awards show, and took off speed walkin'!
Fed baby, watched the end of the Emmy's from my hotel room...
the kids all told me I looked pretty...and I felt pretty too! My sweethearts....
Configured my dress again...changed baby's diaper, then headed back to the Governor's ball...
mama rocked baby to sleep and she slept til I got back and washed off all my "fancy make-up" and sweat from running all over the place in my high heels (which I never wear)...
And that is how you nurse a baby at an awards show! ha ha ha
huge love and nursing bras... your kandee