“Think of your breast as a big juicy burger,” my midwife said, while squeezing my massively engorged breast, shoving it into my impossibly tiny newborn’s mouth
I didn’t plan on making my own baby food. In fact, I had zero interest in going the homemade route, at least during my twins’ introduction to solids stage.
You want to guarantee some parents are gonna be told they shouldn’t have kids? Get people on the topic of sleep training, get your popcorn, and sit back.
