To Nurse a Child, from my favorite book of mothers’ prayers – Mothers’ Manual by A. Francis Coomes, S.J. Holy Mary, you remember devoutly how as a young mother you pressed the divine Jesus tenderly to your breast. You were not then denied that precious privilege of motherhood, to nourish life you had brought intoRead the whole post >>
Breastmilk Soup
I weaned my first daughter just before her second birthday, mainly because nursing was affecting my fertility. (I conceived the month I weaned.) Since my second baby’s birth, my daughter, now 3, has asked to nurse a few times at bedtime. I always nonchalantly give her the green light, knowing she just wants to feelRead the whole post >>
Eau du Breastmilk
I’m wearing a new perfume. The scent embodies the creamy and refreshing allure of milk and leaves you with a lingering sense of femininity. After all, nothing quite says “woman” or at least “mom” like regurgitated breastmilk. Yes, today Madeline sniffed my arm, crinkled her nose and said, “Mommy, you smell like Baby Rachel.” AsRead the whole post >>
Nursing Champ
The next time I feel like a nonstop milk machine I just need to take a look at this picture of a fellow devoted, nursing mother. Madeline decided this stuffed pup was a mommy and that various toys, including a plastic, wiry bunny, were hungry and needed some “boob milk,” as she calls it. TheRead the whole post >>
Little Mother
I caught Madeline “nursing” for the first time. After she finished feeding her baby I watched her change her diaper. “Big poopy!” she exclaimed. She proceeded to wipe her baby girl (front to back, of course) and then asked me for a clean diaper. Watching her imitate me was both fun and humbling. It madeRead the whole post >>
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