About Me

To paraphrase a blogger who is far more glamorous than me, like London needs another working mum blogging about her life. But hey, sometimes when you have a laptop on your knees in between serving oven chips and leftovers and starting bedtime you wonder how you became that woman, why you did and how you feel about it. Sometimes I even probe further - who is THAT woman, and did I ever aspire to be her? Do I like her? Could I learn to? Which is why I've started this blog...

Monday, 20 December 2010

the true lactivist in town

I like the term 'lactivist', mainly because I am a fan of puns, however poor and obvious. Just this morning I nodded mirthfully as I walked past Nationwide where an advert in the window announced 'tis the reason to save lolly'. Or last night I appreciated Urbon on The Apprentice.

I've been very lucky with feeding my kids, not least with the indulgence/tolerance/acceptance of my friends, acquaintances, relatives, lover (let alone strangers) for me not only whipping my bangers out but also inflicting the occasional milk shower. I've had good supply, and been able to cope with the early niggles and aggravations. It makes it easier to be comfortable and supportive of breastfeeding I'm sure. I see myself as a bit of an old school feminist too so rather like the idea of any 'activism' I can be a part of, especially one which has so much potential for empowering women however fucked up the breast/bottle debate my have become in the UK.

Yet this morning my three year old son (aka Spiderboy) demonstrated a sense of breastfeeding as the norm in a way I could never have done. Whilst creating sticky havoc making playdough dinners on the kitchen table he offered his brother a large, purple, squishy blob. 'Is that a ball you've made for son2?', I asked, touched by the inter-sibling generosity. 'No it is milk' he said. Adding, with a sense of incredulity at my puzzled face. 'A boob full of milk!'


  1. Superb! A fellow 'lactivist' in the making, maybe?!

  2. Love it that your sons are lactivists too! My 4 year old boy is completely indoctrinated, having seen me breastfeeding his little sister endlessly. Hopefully these boys will grow up to be the dads who make their own partners' and babies' breastfeeding lives easier by being really properly supportive rather than "helping" by offering to give the baby a bottle!

  3. Fabulous! Breastfeeding as it should be... normal!

  4. Yes, exactly, just common all garden normal. Hooray for Spiderboy.