New mothers stage a nurse-in. And nobody told me! I woulda gon to the local Target just to- well, no.
Actually a breatfeeding woman doesnt’ do a damned thing for me, one way, or another. I frankly don’t give a damn.

It isn’t because it’s “Natural”, so is a bowel movement and I’ve no interest in seeing that either.

When the Oglet was a babe in arms, we knew when she was going to eat, and we arranged to have some privacy at those times. Granted, we had no other children, so that complicates things. But if you derive prurient pleasure from watching a woman breastfeed, I have to wonder about you.