The free-flying boob Conducting a 7am weekly shop at Tescos with a buggy in one hand and basket in the other could be considered horrific enough at the best of times. Damn, your wrists get sore, wrestling with both of those things simultaneously. And you’re so, so tired. However, you know you’ve reached the very lowest echelons of the dignity register when it’s only halfway through the return journey back home you realise your right boob has been bobbing around, flying glorio

Do not be surprised or alarmed at the fantastic array of expressions on display during feeding. In particular do not be offended at the grimaces, pulling away and general look of horror that might appear when he’s on the boob. It’s not personal and your milk has not suddenly gone sour. He’s just got a lot going on, what with digesting all that yummy goodness, trying to compute all the new experiences of that day and somehow stay awake, all at the same time. Imagine visiting t

As any mum who has breastfed will know, feeding is the activity around which pretty much every other part of your baby’s life revolves. He’s not sleeping for any length of time during the night? He’s probably not getting enough to eat during the day (because of improper latching). He falls asleep on the boob all the time? Improper latching. World War III breaks out? Improper latching, dammit! Latching is the bulls-eye in the dartboard of feeding and will consume your every wa