So I plopped myself down on a bench outside Cabela’s in Sidney NE yesterday, and nursed Genna. It was on my second time doing so (yes, we were there for about 2.5 hours) that I suddenly realized that I wasn’t entirely sure what NE law says about breastfeeding in public. I’ve grown so accustomed to Iowa’s awesome law allowing a woman to breastfeed her own child (which makes me giggle a bit) anywhere she is allowed to be.
And it’s been, um, 5 years since I looked up breastfeeding laws in other states.
As it turns out, I have no legal protections in Nebraska. Utah merely forbids the government from inhibiting a woman’s right to breastfeed, and exempts nursing women from indecency laws, but says nothing about the private sector. Hm.
Don’t get me wrong. I don’t expect trouble. And it’s not like you can see my boobs or anything. I would have been showing more breast if I’d been sitting on that bench in my bikini top. But yet every time I prepare to nurse in public, I unconsciously recite to myself what I’d say to someone (at least someone in a position of authority) just in case. (“Actually, state law protects my right to nurse my baby anywhere I’m otherwise allowed to be.”)
This way, I do not become a stammering idiot if I am approached. Or, as past history shows, I am less of a stammering idiot than I might otherwise be.
And yes, I have little prepackaged lines for many situations. Some family gatherings, I spend the whole time driving there practicing my lines, lol.