Second chances at breastfeeding: healing from the ...

By the time my son was born in 2013 I was pretty fed up of unsolicited advice. For every one “congratulations” there were fifty dire comments about sleep and crying and poo. People “warned” me that my life was over, that I’d never have fun again, that boys were bad, that my body would be destroyed, all things that did not come true! But not a single person “warned” me that...