During the day I like my regular top ups, but I can cope if she’s at work. I’m not fooled by fake boobies or fake milk. They say she espressos or something at work, but seriously, you don’t reheat a souffle. Why do grownups think something that is light and refreshing when I want it that way, then creamy and filling when I need it, can be just replaced by some one size fits all drink?
When she comes home, I need her milk, like straightaway. Mummy and Daddy say I get really mean, but they don’t understand that when I say I need it. I NEED it. One time we were out and Mummy insisted on paying for the cat food first, so I pulled her top down and flashed the cashier.
If breastfeeding did not already exist, someone who invented it today would deserve a dual Nobel Prize in medicine and economics. For while “breast is best” for lifelong health, it is also excellent economics. Breastfeeding is a child’s first inoculation against death, disease, and poverty, but also their most enduring investment in physical, cognitive, and social capacity.
Plus the World Health Organisation says I should get breastmilk for a minimum of 2 years. So it looks like I won’t be stopping anytime soon.