So I was not planning to post this morning, but I just had to get something off my chest (no pun intended). You may have heard by now of the imminent U.S. release of the Breast Milk Baby Doll. It’s a baby that…. wait for it… breastfeeds!
See it here:
Now let me be clear, I breastfed all 3 of my babies, two of them for 8 months and one for a full year. I wholeheartedly advocate it when its possible, but understand its a personal choice for every mom… and that’s totally fine with me.
This morning I saw a facebook post from my local news station about this doll. There were only a few comments, but all were negative. Of course, I felt the need to contribute and here is what I said:
“Not sure why anyone would be offended by this. Children mimic what they see anyway. I nursed all 3 of my kids and the older ones were always ‘nursing’ their baby dolls. They have dolls that do everything else… personally, I’m more disgusted by the ones that poop all over the place and stain my carpet.”
And then the firestorm. I didn’t exactly start my day with the intent to incite controversy, but I am truly astounded by the flurry of mean, distasteful comments.
Perhaps I am naive, but I simply cannot understand the angst so many feel against something that is so natural and nurturing. For my girls, it would be strange to give a bottle to their baby dolls, simply because they did not witness it happening much in our home. Would I purchase this doll? Probably not, because my girls have done a fine job of make-believe up to this point.
Some argue that its too sexual or wonder why the emphasis on breasts at that age? What? Really? For girls growing up in a home where they see their mother breastfeeding a younger sibling several times a day, its absolutely not sexual. Its dinner!!! I am much more concerned that Walmart is marketing padded bras to my 7-year-old. (Believe it. It is disgustingly true.)
Stepping off my soapbox for now… time for coffee #2. (Sorry, I’m still a bit grumpy from this hot weather.)