In which I try to ignore the state of my uterus
I am not ashamed to admit that the Duggars have really grown on me. I mean, of course certain aspects are still horrifying (I remember in particular the episode where the oldest son and his wife discovered they were expecting, and they totally staged the "Honey, it's positive!" moment for the cameras--but that's reality TV for you) and I find some of their moral/religious beliefs deeply troubling, as I'm sure they would find mine. I don't like that the girls are being raised to basically only be mothers and helpmeets--of course being a stay-at-home mother is an incredibly important job, blah blah blah all-our-choices-are-valid-cakes, but it's a problem when someone is never given a choice in the first place. But I do admire the closeness and calm of the family and how they are clearly raising happy, well-adjusted, loving, responsible children.
But that's not what I want to talk about. Last night was The Duggars Go to Washington. They traipsed all over our nation's capitol, checking out the sites and volunteering at a soup kitchen. And Michelle (whose youngest is 8 months old) could be seen dragging a My Brest Friend pillow EVERYWHERE. So my question is, after nursing 18 children, does she REALLY need that thing anymore? Especially for a baby older than 6 months? Isn't it a little impractical to carry it with you all over the place?