This week at work I saw a boob.
And it wasn’t even on Miley Cyrus‘ Instagram feed. It was right there in front of me IRL.
This sort of display is nothing new here. We’re not running a nudist convention, it’s just that somehow, when you work in an office that’s pretty much all women, you end up seeing a boob or two.
Let me explain.
This week was #libspill, and our politics junkie, general government interpreter and adviser in these matters, Jamila Rizvi, was not at work. She hasn’t been at work for a while, because she’s on maternity leave having birthed a bebe.
So while we were all at work chanting SPILL SPILL SPILL and hanging onions on our doorknobs, she was at mothers group doing the iggle-piggle-wiggle.
But soon the message came. And she raced home.
The very next day, she arrived at work, teeny tiny baby in sling, and plonked him on the floor so we could record our podcast.
And right as she was in the thick of it, hands waving, explaining what was going on, answering mine and Mia Freedman’s thousand questions (like: WTF is an actual spill? And how long was Malcolm plotting this? And what happens next?) The baby started squeaking.
And then it turned into a wail. And without even missing a beat, she picked him up, whipped out her boob, stuck him on, and calmly continued explaining why Lucy Turnbull will be an extraordinary First Lady while he happily gnawed away at her nipple.
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except his mistake as reported is that he was unaware there is a proxy vote allowed for breastfeeding and therefore she would not be needed to ensure the numbers stacked up in parliament - with that mistake he suggested expressing rather than missing the session as was her intent and what she actually did. It was not reported that MP O'Dwyer ever intended to breastfeed on national TV.
This proxy form option has been available for a number of years though. I suppose it has been a long time since the LNP had a woman of child bearing age on the front bench.
But do that with Ian McDonald eyeing off your aureole.
Or your little mite disengages and you're left just hanging out in all that tax-funded air con...which, btw, is broadcast nationwide.
Australia, meet my girls. Girls, meet Australia.