I cry myself hoarse about the importance of breast-feeding and try to educate people (not just new moms) about it at every given opportunity. I’m personally very proud that I was able to stick my guns and exclusively breast-feed babyT for one year (and we are still going strong.) However it is this kind of appreciation which made me realise that my advocacy has benefited someone and that I have done some good and helped another child. This really brought tears to my eyes.

Note: the person is referring to a poem I wrote on breastfeeding I wrote as part of a series for World Breast-feeding week in September. The poem is amateur by far, but has been shared widely on social media (Facebook groups and WhatsApp, I myself have received it a few times as forwards.) You can read it here.

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