OK, OK, I *have* to know -- what are the pro-breastfeeding messages in
Jurassic Park?  We own the movie, and I've seen it dozens of times, but have
missed them -- please let me know!

And to Jon, you are a wonderful man!  I *loved* your post about being
assertive at the hospital.  I had a similar experience with my 11 year old
daughter staying the night at the hospital with me and Alex after Alex was
born.  We cleared it with the appropriate people, we thought, but then the
nurse on night duty said she had to go home.  I simply told her "No."  She
was so surprised she didn't know what to do.  Next morning they insisted
Alex go to the nursery for pediatric rounds and again I said "No way" and
they said it was standing orders from the pediatrician, so I said "Fine, if
Dr. Foster is angry with me about having to come to my room to check my
baby, she can talk to me about it."  Well, of course when Dr. Foster came by
to check Alex, she said it was "hospital policy" not her orders that all
babies go to the nursery for morning rounds, and she didn't mind at all
coming to my room.  I think one of the most important things those of you
who teach prenatal classes can do is *empower* women to stand up for
themselves and their babies.  Remind them that the hospital works for them,
because they are purchasing services.  The hospital is not "Big Brother" who
must be obeyed.  I'm always amazed/saddened by the meekness of patients in
the face of their doctors or the hospital personnel -- so many people who
don't understand the procedures, don't know why they were prescribed a
particular drug, don't know what tests were ordered or what the results
were.  You have to be assertive.  Just dredged up another memory of my 3.5
year old daughter having some sort of radioactive dye test for bladder
problems (I used to know the name of the test, but have forgotten) -- anyway
it involved having dye injected into her bloodstream, and then repeated
x-rays to trace its path as it went through the kidneys, ureters, bladder,
and urethra.  She was terrified laying on the bed having the x-rays, and had
to lay very still, and the nurse threatened her that if she didn't stop
crying and be still that I would have to leave.  Well, I told that nurse to
shut up (very rudely, I assure you) and promised Miranda that I would not
leave her and that we would get another nurse, which we did.  Geesh Louise.
Later, when Miranda had to have surgery to clear out the blocked urethra,
which turned out to be the problem, we had *wonderful* caring compassionate
nurses.  Anyway, I'm rambling.  But those of you who do teach prenatal
classes, be sure to include some words of advice to the parents to be about
being quietly insistent on what they know is best for their babies.....