We’ve talked about extended breastfeeding before (see: I’m so happy my kid can breastfeed, I might let her do it forever), so I know plenty of y’all will be interested in this recent post from xoJane contributor Anne Thériault:
The other day I was hanging out with my friend and her four-year-old daughter. My son, the aforementioned two-year-old, at some point asked to breastfeed. I’m trying to cut down on nursing him in public, but he’d just spent his first night away from me, so I figured I could make an exception. I helped him up onto my lap, pulled down my shirt, and let my kid do his thing.
After a few minutes, my friend’s daughter noticed what was going on, and said,
“Oh my God, what is his mouth doing on your nipple?”
I tried to explain that he was drinking milk, but she wasn’t overly convinced.
“The milk is in the fridge. Milk comes from cows. How did the milk get from the cow into your breast?”
I told her that all mammals make milk for their young, and that her mother had fed her this way when she was a baby, but she still seemed skeptical. So I unlatched my son, squeezed my breast, and let a little bit of milk spray onto the palm of my hand.
“Now do you believe me?” I asked, a little smugly.
Read the rest at xoJane.