World breastfeeding week means that my world fills with sweet images of people nursing their babies. They are usually in a field of grass. They are usually cisgendered and white. They are usually effortless and smiley. I love world breastfeeding week, not to the exclusion or formula feeding, but rather to the celebration of something that is so important and hard fought for so many parents.
So today, I want to celebrate the end of world breastfeeding week and raise a glass of fenugreek tea to the parents that maybe haven't seen their experience reflected back at them this week:
Here’s to the mom up all night cluster feeding beyond a level of tiredness she has ever known.
Here’s to the parent driving across three cities to pick up donor milk.
Here’s to that milk donor who took time to pump a little extra to share.
Here’s to the transgender dad chestfeeding his baby with a supplementing system.
Here’s to nursing your black son while you read hard news.
Here’s to nursing your baby on a airplane.
Here’s to the trans mom nurturing at the breast.
Here’s to the mom pumping and formula feeding after a breast reduction.
Here’s to everyone pumping at work.
Here’s to anyone pumping for a baby in the NICU.
Here’s to the mom who is pumping after an infant loss.
Here’s to breastfeeding your rainbow baby.
Here’s to nursing a toddler who can’t sit still.
Here's to the mom who gave up breastfeeding to treat a mood disorder.
Here’s to nursing your adopted baby.
Here’s to nursing your baby from surrogacy.
Here’s to nursing your baby who your partner carried.
Here’s to giving your baby 100% of your milk, even if that isn’t 100% of their calories.
Here's to everyone I missed because our nursing experiences are so unique and so wonderful in their difference. We see you, We love you. You are doing an excellent job.