the nursing tank.  they rock.  i liked that they give access, you can wear them under whatever you want to wear, and it covers your belly too.  i'd have rather people stared at my breast than my post-baby belly.

thing is, once abby got to be about 4 mos. old, discreet was out of the question... she was ms. on and off, look at us!, wave to passers-by.  so, nursing in public was just not comfy for me anymore... we used dressing rooms, the car, and yes, the table behind the big palm tree.  it was so easy when she was little and would nurse as long as i could tolerate, but once she became more social, it was definitely something else.  and at 8 mos., it was an acrobatic experience that i could barely feel comfortable doing in front of my own husband.