The Rivy Story
A few years ago I was at my oldest son's pre-k graduation. At the time, I was nursing my daughter who was only a few months old. It had been a while since I had nursed a baby out in public being that my son and daughter were several years apart and we hadn't done very many real outings since my daughter had been born. During the ceremony my daughter started to get fussy, so I pulled out my nursing cover to feed her and that's when I realized my mistake- that day I chose to wear a high neck bodysuit with not a whole lot of stretch to it. It was impossible to nurse my daughter without having to undo the snaps at the crotch and pull the whole thing up (of course I did it, but it was a tad awkward). After that incident, I decided I needed to adjust my wardrobe to be more nursing-friendly. When I got home that day I went online to do some shopping and after looking around for a little bit I gave up. There were very few options out there and nothing truly caught my eye. Halfway joking, I thought to myself "I'll just make my own clothes". I sat on that thought for weeks before I spoke it out loud to someone for the first time.
And from that conversation- Rivy was born.