No, I never thought I'd breastfeed in a public restaurant. Granted, it was Chuck-e-Cheese, but I felt surprisingly comfortable nestled up in this corner. So comfortable, in fact, that I ended up doing the same in church on Sunday. It would be no stretch to say that I'm way less anxious about the whole "nursing in public" thing than I was the first time around. Like I told my sister-in-law who was sitting with me, "Sometimes you've just got to get it done."
This weekend was full of grandma, grandpa, and cousins. More pictures of that to come.