I call this part 1, not because I am planning on writing more posts about breastfeeding, but because I know it will be inevitable. Right now, though, I just have a few things to say on the matter.
It is free.
It is natural.
It is horrendously difficult in the beginning.
It is easy when you get the hang of it.
It is messy (boob leaks and spraying).
It is strange and tingly and, sometimes, painful – especially when they’re all full and the next feed is overdue.
It is all consuming and very emotional.
It is very liberating, whilst also being very constraining.
Above all, though, it is absolutely the single thing I am most proud of doing in all of my life.
A New Mission 