Cool: Daily flattery on your "beautiful/happy/lovely baby" from strangers everywhere you go and more chivalry from men who rush to open the door for me when they see I'm carrying a car seat. (One guy even carried my Pappa Murphy's pizza to my car for me - don't worry, his wife and kids were with him so I figured he wasn't an axe murder).

Un-Cool: Lactating through three layers of clothing when you're out in public, especially considering I stopped breastfeeding a MONTH AGO! What's even more cruel is not realizing it until you get home.