Eight hundred and thirteen days and counting

20160519_193544I was on FB, scrolling through, with Food Safari in the background. I can’t really cook, but I watch this show for International vegetarian inspiration, only to serve up salad and rice the following day. Probably need to watch properly instead of FB scrolling. Anyway, I came across a calculator for how many days mums had been breastfeeding with “ post you number if days below”. Always one for a view and compare, I put in M’s birth date  and got 813.

813 days.

813.

That is a lot of days wearing a nursing bra and easy access tops, was my initial thought.

Then, I thought, I think i’m ready to stop, but I’m not so sure Little M is.

This is a post about breastfeeding. I do promote it and encourage it and love it. And hopefully that is enough notice, so that those who do not want to read about it will just scroll on. Like I did through much ‘stuff’ on FB, with one eye on Turkish desserts with chickpeas and barley.

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