Old enough to ask for it


When my first baby, now 8, was about 3 months old, I shared a recital with my clarinet quartet.  We had our customary, post-performance gathering of celebration at one of the guys’ homes afterward, and, of course Anna was with me – I went nowhere without her.  I was the only woman in the group…

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The opposite of normal


You’re trying to not like me.  You’re mad at me because I’m calling breastfeeding normal, and you didn’t breastfeed.  Or you breastfed for awhile, it got complicated, so you weaned to artificial baby milk.  Or you pumped your milk and fed it to your baby in a bottle, which wasn’t actually breastfeeding but was human…