archives, smile Maybe I, and Not My Wife, Should Do the Breastfeeding. I am under no illusion that breastfeeding feels easy. My wife worked very hard to keep her milk flowing and help our daughter begin to nurse again. Continue Reading
poetry Naked Battlefield. {poetry} On buses, languid women, two breasts exposed in sculpted perfection, whispering: they could be yours, while in a nearby cafe, a breastfeeding woman is refused service and sent away, because here, we want no gross motherhood on display. Continue Reading