A month after burying my husband, I flew with my five-month-old son and eight-year-old daughter, Louise, to stay with my mother.<\/p>\n
Because seats were limited, Louise sat one row behind me. The woman beside me warned, \u201cIf your baby starts screaming, I’m not listening!\u201d<\/p>\n
Hours later, my hungry son began crying, so I breastfed him under a nursing cover. The woman glared at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat’s disgusting! Go feed him in the bathroom! This is shameful!\u201d<\/p>\n
Humiliated, I struggled to respond. Suddenly, Louise approached.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, take my seat. I’ll keep this lady company.\u201d<\/p>\n
We switched places. Louise opened her tablet and showed the woman something on the screen.<\/p>\n
The woman screamed and jumped from her seat as passengers stared.<\/p>\n
I glanced at the screen\u2014and couldn’t believe what I saw.<\/p>\n
What had my little girl shown her?<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A Woman Shamed Me for Breastfeeding on a Plane\u2014Until My 8-Year-Old Daughter Shocked Her A month after burying my husband, I flew with my five-month-old son and eight-year-old daughter, Louise, to stay with my mother. Because seats were limited, Louise sat one row behind me. The woman beside me warned, \u201cIf your baby starts screaming,…<\/p>\n