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Boob or Bust! I’ll breastfeed my son until WE are good and ready.

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MY GP recently launched into a rather accusatory tirade about how my son was clinging to his role of the baby of the family, and that I was facilitating this by continuing to breastfeed, that I should take more control and give up breastfeeding immediately as only then, she believes, will my son start taking eating more seriously. She also suggested that I was just breastfeeding Z now at the ripe old age of 21 months out of self-interest, because I can not let go, and implied that I was complicit in retarding his skeletal growth and brain development. She managed all of this with a smile and a sense of "I'm here for you, but this is your only option".
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Is my child ready for childcare?

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It's easy to write about things with the benefit of hindsight. It's easy to pretend to be well-travelled when you've already lived through, experienced, managed, failed, juggled, drowned in or triumphed over certain of life's offerings. So I'm challenging myself to write about something while I'm right in the middle of it, tripping over it...I'm not certain that my baby boy is ready for nursery.
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“I stink!”

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I went to a shopping centre with my liddleuns, not least to escape the heat but also to find some shoes for Mae. My brother's wedding is imminent and Maple is one of two flower girls. The other lovely flower girl (fiancee's niece) is apparently wearing cowboy boots so I feel I have to find something comparable for Mae. I HATE shopping centres.
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