Red Faced and Dodging/ America

Saturday we spent another 8 hours at the church preparing for Candy Land. All was going well, a few of us had gathered around a table to discuss the next scene and the decorations it would need. As we were talking I felt my milk let down, baby boy was asleep and there wasn't much I could do about it. If I woke him up he wouldn't eat it, and would just spray all over him. So I calmly thought "I have in nursing pads so its cool" Well evidently, it wasn't...

Yup you guessed it, slowly my shirt started to look like someone was pouring water down my shirt right where my nipples were. The worse part is I had no clue...none. I just happened to look down to draw a scene out and noticed the water works happen across my shirt. the two MEN standing in front of me, said nothing. If I could have seen my face I would probably have looked like someone shot me while telling a joke and you couldn't figure out if I was blushing, angry or laughing it off. I ran to the bathroom in mid-sentence of the discussion and just stood there. I didn't have a shirt to change into, I left the nursing pads in the diaper bag, beside the table full of people. I almost cried, I was sooooo very embarassed. I splashed water on my face and calmed down a bit to think. The best I could come up with was getting Baby boys blanket and wearin it as a backwards shawl. So thats what I did. Now you think the people would be gracious enough not to mention it, but I recieved no such luck. Comment after comment was made and I'm sure my face burned with an awkwardness. One person said it was a beautiful thing and that I shouldn't hide it and to take off the blanket. Now if that didn't make me feel even more awkward I don't know what would have. I kept it on, I know its natural, but you also don't walk around and see mother's wearing dripping shirts either. Baby boy woke up soon after my shirt was soaked, go figure. However, to my surprise there was still plenty left for him to get full on and even more for my shirt to soak up again. Is there such a thing as faulty nursing pads?!? So today I wore a tank, and two shirts to keep from leaking everywhere... and guess what... it still leaked through. Oye! there were less people there this time to witness the display but still enough to flush my face, and make me duck and dodge to the bathroom.