I'm so glad I brought you to this poppy field at dawn, instead of just sitting on the couch like I had planned.
I'm exhausted from hiking to this desolate field to feed you, but at least there's a nice breeze.
I'm so glad I remembered to bring my book to this desolate daisy dirt field.
I love it when we go hiking so I can breastfeed in the woods, as nature intended.
Damn. I should've brought my sling so I'd be hands-free to finish this dandelion crown.
Hurry! Someone tell her she's supposed to be in a field of flowers, not on a golf course.
I breastfed two children for a grand total of two years between them and I never once breastfed in a field. With the wind blowing in my hair. And the sun kissing my shoulders. Weird. I must have missed that memo.