You’re not taking my boobie away, you idiot lady

Hello, my name is Eve. I still breastfeed my 4 year old son and do so because I want him to remain a baby forever. This is what I would be made to say if there was a group for mothers who breastfeed their child longer than what is considered the norm , to try and get over this ‘problem’. A ‘breastfeeders anonymous’ if you will.

Before I had Joe, I’d never really thought about breastfeeding. I wasn’t breastfed and all but one of my mates didn’t have babies so I’d never properly considered how I’d nourish my offspring. My friend with a baby mix fed so my assumption was that I would do the same . I had however always been proud of my boobs. They were my pride and joy.I wasn’t blessed with a flat stomach, I had child bearing hips since I was about 9 and a buck tooth that shone bright in photos. I hated all of these features. But I had great boobs. Women pay good money for a pair of lils like mine .

I’d read stories in those amazingly trashy women’s weeklies with headlines like ‘ my school son still suckles at my breasts’ and would think, what on earth? That child should be eating normal food by now. And John never ceases to remind me of the day when, 8 months pregnant at our antenatal class, we were shown breastfeeding pictures from all around the world. I did lots of oohh ahh, look at that lovely little cute newborn feeding from its mummy and then saw the pictures at the top of the table that showed toddlers and then , the shock horror of it, children of four and five feeding. Our antenatal teacher said ‘in Europe, it’s very in vogue to feed way past babyhood and in Outer Mongolia,even fathers nurse their older children’. I can remember saying to John, ‘I want to be in vogue but I’ll wear some Capri pants and cut my hair into a Pob to be so, there is no way in hell that I will be breastfeeding a walking, talking kid’. And then I gave birth. Went completely bananas, fed Joe through a haze of anti psychotics and have emerged nearly five years later,no longer with my head in narnia but still nursing my son who will be going to school in six weeks.

Sometimes, when people find out I still nurse Joe, there is usually a) a horrified look on their face c) a comment along the lines of ‘don’t you think it’s about time you stopped this Eve, I mean, he will never be independent’ and then 7) which is usually from strangers ‘ that is absolutely disgusting’. Some did did tell me once that it was akin to abuse. What a delightful thing to say to a mother. As you will know from my other blogs, breastfeeding became important to me almost overnight. I had assumed I would mix feed Joe so before he was even born, along with the 87 can of caffeine free diet coke and value strawberry angel delights I became obsessed with, I would order those ready made cartons of formula. I just assumed I would use them. And then I gave birth, went insane,became terrified of being near my son,refused to look at him or be in the same room as him but felt a desperate pang to feed him myself. I don’t know what it was. I found the very idea of being near him beyond comprehension. I remember the day that I ran out into the middle of the road with no pants on screaming ‘I’m trapped , take me away from this world,he has trapped me’. I felt no sense of shame that I had just bared my saggy arse to the nosey old lady over the road and as John brought me back into the house, I slumped myself on the floor, crying my eyes out. My mum was there and said ‘ Evelyn, what is it love, tell me how you feel, please’. I looked at her, angry and I can remember clear as day saying ‘ I hate it, I can’t bear it , I can’’. My mum started weeping and said ‘ but he is so precious Evelyn. Look at him love, please,cuddle him, please love’, and I just stared at the carpet. And then he started crying. And I did what I was later to realise I always did when he did this – I picked him up and nursed him. I found it hard to look at him but my boobs would tingle when he cried as if they ached to comfort him.

The feelings I experienced were so confusing and if I am frank, kind of terrified me. I had a massive desire to not be a mum. I was , what was later described in therapy, grieving deeply for my old life. I felt dead,void of positive feelings towards the future and scared of the life waiting for me ahead. But I found myself needing and wanting it nurse the child I didn’t think I wanted.

The day I was hospitalised is when I had a sense of realisation that I wanted to not only be my sons mother and carer but I also wanted to be his life giver. After John had found me wandering around in a daze, I had ran into his parents room and began crawling round the bed on all fours. I was screaming for someone to help me. John was talking on the phone to a psychiatrist and I was walking up and down the stairs over and over,talking to myself. I suddenly heard another voice. My mother in law was on the phone to the doctors surgery and was asking for the GP to prescribe some tablets for me to dry my milk up so she could bottle feed Joe.  And this was when my brain bolted. I knew I was ill. I knew I was terrified of my role as a mum and god, the terror of this being a job I would have forever like it or not, filled me with a fear that I had never ever experienced. I was confused,scared and lost in my own terrifying thoughts but I knew something. I knew I wanted to feed my son. I knew I could do that. It was the one thing that I could do for him that no one else could and a rage went through me. I had grown used to feeling angry over those first six weeks but this was a different sort. I stood there and shouted ‘ that is not happening. I’m not talking those tablets.he is my son, and I am feeding him and no one else I is.No one’. I knew that I wasn’t going to have that role taken from me. It was as if some mother force from deep within me roared out of me. I think my heart knew if I stopped feeding him , I would lose any connection I had with him forever. And I could not let that happen. I was his mother and there was no way in hell anyone else was going to take the feeding from me. My milk was yearning to feed him and my heart and head both knew that’s what I needed to carry on doing. I in no way wanted him being fed by someone else.

When he got to six months , the oh so you’ll be weaning him comments started coming. And I thought, oh, erm I dunno. I’d never even thought about stopping. At this point, I’d never even heard of ‘extended/natural term’ breastfeeding, I simply just didn’t see any reason to stop. And then we just carried on. A few times I would say, oh I reckon when he is a year and then that changed to 18 months and then one day I said , I think I’ll just keep going until he wants to stop. I’ve had the ‘ when he goes to school Eve, you can’t slip your nip through the school gates to feed him’ comments. I thought, well speak for yourself as I have amazing boobs that can stretch in all different directions so wind your neck in. Of course, I jest. I mean, imagine having stretchy boobs ? But comments like this show how people don’t understand how feeding a child older than a baby or even a toddler doesn’t mean they walk around the shopping mall all day with a boob in their mouth. It simply means they feed milk from their mother when they want it. It’s quite simple really – once a day Joe says can I have a yogurt please mummy and then at another point of the day usually before he goes to bed, he says can I have boobie please mummy. I don’t offer, I don’t refuse.

I have no shame in my child making the decision to continue nursing and I absolutely will not allow him to be made to feel ashamed of this choice in any way shape or form. Some people might not like it and that’s fine, I felt like that once too. I don’t want to change their mind. Their opinion is as valid as mine but I will not let them make my son feel ashamed.

I remember at Joe’s two year check, the health visitor gushed about how independent he seemed and confident and oohh, look at his lovely teeth and how he must take such good care of them. When she asked about his diet and I said, yep, all good in that front and mentioned he still nursed,it was as if I had just told her I breastfeed the neighbours dog. She looked at me in such horror and put on a little baby voice and said ” you have the let him go at some mum and think of his little teeth decaying” and then stroked his head and said ‘you’re a big boy now joe,no more Milkies from mummy ok?’. Joe put his hands on hips and shouted ‘ no no are not taking boobie away from me, you are an idiot lady’ and burst into tears. I told her to jog on in a more colourful way and flounced out in dramatic fashion.

Another comment I see all the time is ‘you just want to keep him as a baby’. I won’t spend much time on this, but for those of you who have met my child, you will know there is no way he can be forced to do anything. I might conduct a public demonstration at some point to demonstrate the fact that you can’t force a four year old to nurse. I might run around with my boob out in the local park shouting feed feed feed Joe ,nowwwwww. He would stare at me and say, mummy, you’re acting crazy, and I don’t want boobie now. I’ll tell you when I do. I have no desires to keep Joe as a baby. I was too terrified to even look at him for nearly two months after he’s was born and until he was one, he woke up 17 times a night. I found looking after a baby frightening, terrifying and  exhausting so I can assure you, I definitely don’t nurse him to keep him a baby. Very simply, I nurse him because he wants me to and I’m not bothered about it.

There seems to be some bizarre idea, aided, that if you feed your child past six months, you have pubes down to your knees, braided and beaded and wear handmade shoes made out of tofu. Not that there is anything wrong with this. Not at all. Tofu is a very versatile foodstuff. And for those that know me well, I practise attachment parenting, make my own air freshener and wrap Joes feet in freshly brewed lemon socks when he has a cold. However, I do also favour a Brazilian wax. Shock horror though , I have friends who don’t own a TV and make their own blusher out of turmeric who haven’t nursed their child into toddlerhood. My point here is to not make assumptions about people just because they have a different lifestyle to yourself and don’t think that mothers who feed their children past babyhood have some sort of wild political agenda. This point has been made to me by someone. Someone who doesn’t understand politics.

I’ve never really understood the issue people have with women feeding their kids in public. It’s.a.boob. It’s a body part. John put it right last year when he said ‘ if milk came out of your fingers and your kid sucked on them in public,no one would care but because it’s a boob, the world, it’s mother and it’s wife start having a panic attack at the sight of some skin’. And he is right. If you want to nurse in public discreetly, then of course , do that as that’s what you want to do. But ladies, if you want to feed your kid in public without covering yourself in a mobile tent, then just flip le bobbie out and do it. I always find those tweets about public breastfeeding that go ‘ oh my effing god, there is a women with her tit out feeding her baby in McDonald’s.put it away lady,I’m trying to eat my lunch here’ hilarious. Erm, well, your in a ‘restaurant’ having your lunch and so is this child. What would you prefer the mother do ? Blitz up a happy meal and feed it to her 3 week old child? It’s a boob.

I have a friend who once explained in a way I’d never heard before but she put it in such an eloquent way I must share it with you ‘Saying it should be covered up because it also has a sexual use is pretty fucking dim as this means surely we should all be walking around with our hand over our mouths because you know, not only are mouths used for eating and speaking, but they also perform blow jobs’ . She has a valid point.

I had to laugh at that TV programme Loose Women a few months ago. The issue of feeding in public came up and everyone said ooh yes, we have to ‘allow’ women to do this and there was lots of nodding and then an audience member said ‘of course it’s fine, as long as it happens like it does in France , where you cover the baby with a blanket’ and there was applause. So babies can be fed their food source, but must do while enduring a man made heat wave made of wool. My suggestion is if you are offended by the sight of a piece of skin being sucked on by a child to ensure it stays fed and alive is to wrap yourself in a duvet, sit in the corner and stare at the floor. If you think it’s ok for a child to have to do that so your feelings aren’t hurt, then I’m sure it’s more than fine for you to take your own advice.

There are those clever minded bods who say ‘pump your milk and feed your baby in public with a bottle’ so you don’t nurse outside the four walls of your home. As the mother of a child who refused point blank to take to any of 914 bottles we purchased in order for me to get some kind of break as I began to climb the walls of insanity, I can tell you it ain’t always as simple as , ohhhh, I’ll just quickly express some milk and pop it in this very expensive bottle that promises to be the exact shape of my nipple. I found myself with pots of expressed milk sitting all over the house as our mission to attempt to get joe to take a bottle failed abysmally. We tried everything. All the usual bottles that adorn the shelves of the supermarket, even blow up travel bottles. We even had a mould made of my nipple and sent it off to a company somewhere near the moon which came back resembling an elephants trunk. I’d like to say at this point that my nipples are not in real life akin to that of an elephant,hence whys the bottle was hurtled across the room by my very angry child. And why should my child have to feed out of a bottle just because people can’t get their head out of the gutter?

And for the mummies who formula feed after being ill like I was.I wasn’t treated with lithium so I was very lucky I was able to nurse.I feel lucky and blessed that though very hard at the start,our breastfeeding relationship has been so lovely. I chose to continue feeding and it was the right choice for our family. I don’t like being judged for nursing my four year old so I don’t judge mums who were in my position who chose/needed to feed in a different way. Breastfeeding for Joe and I is wonderful and I love that my son cherishes it and finds it such a comfort as it really is so much more than a source of nutrition, particularly now.

We are all mothers. I’ve endured nearly five years of negative comments about the nursing relationship I have with my son and this has made me realise even more that mums have such a hard job. My friend put it so well when she said of breastfeeding and the length of time it goes on for -‘ it’s what you are comfortable with isn’t it?’ – and she is right. Feeding longer than the six months ‘norm’ may not be for everyone but all I ask is for people to not make hurtful comments about the children and mothers who do nurse for longer. I’ve had people day ‘you don’t look like one of those mums Eve’ when they find out we still breastfeed and I wonder what I’m supposed to look like? I’m just a mum surely ? Let’s all be supportive of each other and let’s all be nice. Let’s not judge when we haven’t walked in others shoes. Bonjour.

62 thoughts on “You’re not taking my boobie away, you idiot lady”

  1. Amazing post – so glad that you are okay now – those early weeks sound terrifying. One of my sisters breastfed one of her children until he was school age and had a similar experience with people frowning upon it. Definitely agree that we should all be more supportive of each other and less judgemental x

  2. It does seem ridiculous how society is only happy if you fit the (very narrow) view it has of what’s acceptable for feeding babies – tutting disapprovingly if you formula feed, feed in public, feed past 6 months etc etc. I like your friend’s view of whatever you’re comfortable with – with the emphasis being on the mother and their child, stuff what everyone else thinks! Good for you for sticking to your guns and doing what’s right for you and your son. Mine is going to be two in three months and is showing no signs of stopping – I’ll look forward to that health visitor review 🙂 x

    1. I completely agree. Whatever you do, you can’t win. Someone will moan. Just don’t care about their moans! It’s about you and your baby xx and that’s it! X

  3. Firstly, well done Mama for all you have been through and harnessing that urge to feed your boy and not let anyone or anything get in your way. Your writing is fantastic and I really enjoyed catching up with your posts this week. You’ve taught me a lot 🙂 #BFingDiaries

  4. Great post! I am a breastfeeding mother as well and can totally relate! My boy is 14 months so I’ve had those comments for a while as well. It is frustrating. Especially when if a child of 14 months or much older walks around with a bottle it’s perfectly acceptable. It doesn’t seem to add up! The bottle is shaped like a boob!! It’s just natural. Carry on being a fantastic mum who is providing what your little boy needs! Love and comfort and closeness. Lovely post.

  5. Great post! I am a breastfeeding mother as well and can totally relate! My boy is 14 months so I’ve had those comments for a while as well. It is frustrating. Especially when if a child of 14 months or much older walks around with a bottle it’s perfectly acceptable. It doesn’t seem to add up! The bottle is shaped like a boob!! It’s just natural. Carry on being a fantastic mum who is providing what your little boy needs! Love and comfort and closeness. Lovely post.

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  6. Wonderful post. And I’m so glad you recovered. My babies had “mummy-drinks” until they didn’t want to any more. Simple as that. And guess what! They all grew up into respectable citizens with good jobs and loving relationships and even healthy, happy babies of their own. Good on you for publishing this article–and for your raw willingness to be real–and your humor.

  7. Beautiful thoughts and writing. I breastfed both my boys until they were no longer interested (2.5 yrs. and 1.5 yrs). Your honesty and humour and fantastic!

  8. Thank you was so fantastic to read…up in the night and breastfeeding away and under pressure to stop…so glad to read such a funny gutsy blog, and well done for coming out fighting x

  9. oh I love this blog, as a proponent of honesty and someone who’s pregnancy and post birth wasn’t ‘as advertised’ I find you refreshing. I was devastated when at 18 months my boy stopped breast feeding no matter how much I jabbed my boobs in his face.

  10. Excellent blog, made me laugh and struck a chord at the same time. My lg is nearly 2 and I bf on demand. I have no intention of forcing her to stop on my terms, she will continue for as long as she wants to. People are very judgemental when it comes to parenting, why can’t mothers just accept we all do the best we can?

  11. i was forced to stop EBF + it still breaks my heart. i tried expressing but none of the pumps work. my daughter is 2 but stopped bf @ 8wk 😥 nearly killed me x do what feels right x

  12. You are a role model of a mummy! Such a touching and lovely story! Go boobies!

    I am currently feeding my baby son who’s 12 months. My mil tried to get me stop at 3 months, because I was feeling down. Mainly as my husband wasn’t very supportive at the time and we argued a lot. Then my lo had nipple confusion as everyonee was just trying to make him take a bottle. We fed through 4 months of just dream feeds as he screamed if I tried to feed him when awake, I spent many nights crying, while my husband slept. One day my lo just started pulling my top and demanding it like he used to when he was tiny. Now he just loves his boobies and is also the most independent and happy little boy.

  13. Both of our girls continued nursing till they were 4 1/2, and this included 1 1/2 years of tandem nursing. Our 2nd one was such an avid nurser, I expected she’d go for another year. However, as she favored the breast that didn’t produce as well, she started making comments that my milk was nearly gone. She slept with me for 3 1/2 years, then came and got in next to me for another year. Then, one morning, the two of them got up and ran past our bed (we sleep under the eaves) on their way to play or watch TV. I turned to my husband and said, “I think that was it.” And it was.

    After 7 1/2 years of continuous breastfeeding, my breasts went through a serious identity crisis. My wonderful husband helped them through, though.

    Now, our girls are 22 and 19. During her year abroad, our older daughter gave a speech in her English class about breastfeeding, and why it’s important for teenagers to be aware and informed. Now, our younger daughter is doing her year abroad, and she just told me she is doing her senior research project on breastfeeding.

    There are many benefits that last a lifetime. There are many benefits that definitely dose-dependent. And, I’d say that attitude toward breastfeeding is likely one benefit of long-term breastfeeding that is definitely affected by, yup, long-term breastfeeding!

  14. I really loved this article, I currently feed my 2 year old and hate it when people make comments, its nobody’s business except mine and my daughter’s. Thankfully the health visitor was supportive, however I have had some unhelpful comments from doctors.

  15. I’m so glad a friend of mine shared this on facebook. My experience is very similar to yours, except I wasn’t hospitalised. Really I probably could have been at one point; I thought I’d done the most stupid thing ever by having my daughter 😦 The only thing I could do right was breastfeed, so breastfeed I did. Endured all the negative shit and comments, battled through it; including the 800 bottles we tried to no avail too! My daughter self weaned at 18 months, and a few years later baby 2 self weaned at 27 months. I could easily have seen us continuing longer! Thank you for sharing your experience; you may have made me cry, but I know I wasn’t the only one now. Thank you x

  16. You’re awesome! My initial journey of breastfeeding was extremely rough (not as rough as yours), but my daughter will be two in a couple weeks, and we are still nursing with no end in sight (she LOVES her “boobies”). Thanks for sharing and the support!

  17. Utterly brilliant; you have written down so many of my feelings. My daughter stopped her daily breastfeed when she was 5 /2 . I was incredibly lucky to have a superbly supportive health visitor and my GP told my daughter aged 2 1/2 she was a very lucky girl still feeding.

    1. Hello lovely X amazing ! I’ve had that bad experience of the health visitor and another in the breast cancer clinic.was having a lump check just as routine as my mum had breast cancer and the nurse barked at me how “disgusting “I was for feeding my son who was then three.she then told the consultant who said “this silliness needs to stop now.I’m not sure what you are thinking doing this”.my son told her she was a mean old lady and I told her to fuck off X my doctor though constantly says to my son, you are a lucky boy to have such a lovely mummy . She is very pro natural term nursing X Well done you yX

  18. I wonder how much damage on pyschology is caused by the interference of mils? Mine bought everything from the cot to the dummies all in one click of a button without asking or consorting with me and sent it to our house. You would think I should be happy by this, but I felt she was snatching my moment of motherhood and preparing my nest. My partner and I did the walk around mothercare etc and were preparing our dream nursery. Really drove me mad. Similar anger and I too breastfed for ages as a defender mechanism but to feel like the mummy too.

      1. What is with these mils and their obsessions on our babies? Thinking that our babies cannot live on just boobie milk. I thought i was sick in mind but seems i am not the only one. I feel the same way as you. I breastfeed my soon 3 month old lo too for the same reason and plan to do it till when She wants to stop. Thank you for sharing your experience and thus helping us share our feelings too 💟

  19. What a fabulous article, well done for overcoming those early weeks. I bf my 16 month old and plan to carry on till she is ready to stop.

  20. Beautiful! People always cringe when I say I hated one of my baby for the first 6 or so weeks but struggled through breastfeeding because I knew it was something I wanted for him when I came out of the torment I was going through. I will stop now and say thank you or my comment will be as long as you blog! Oh must add we made it to 5 yrs too, ended quietly and naturally on its own after that xxx

  21. Great blog! I breast fed my daughter until I dried up when she was 4. She’s 9 now and in exemplary mental and physical health. Mostly we breastfed before bedtime although I occasionally refused her in public, just because I didn’t want to deal with the second takes as people walked by, but I feel that that was a weak parenting decision.Blame it on lack of sleep? I think it’s amazing when children have the comfort and support of their community regarding their breastfeeding choices. Keep that immune system updated the easy way!
    Regarding your illness, we have very little support for motherhood in the western world. Thank you for speaking so openly about your experience. You validate me and I’m grateful. Being a mom for the first time turns you not only upside down, but inside out. Yes, beautiful and amazing. Also entirely impossible. I think the mom should be babied for a year while she takes care of the wee babby. It’s a new *human*. Let’s celebrate by taking excellent care of the mother! Meals, massage, arts on command. I bet that would be awesome for humanity.

  22. I loved reading this (while nursing my three and a half month old at 4am!) & admire your strength hugely. I am utterly dismayed and flabbergasted at the attitude of some ‘health professionals’ – it’s shameful that they would tell a mother she is disgusting for feeding longer or that she should stop. I too didn’t feel hugely bothered by breast feeding before I had my son – my attitude was, “I’ll try my best and if it doesn’t work, I’ll formula feed”. Now, however, I feel hugely passionate about breast feeding. I enjoy it (and have found even saying THAT is frowned upon!). I want to go for as long as my son needs and wants it. Thank you for writing this and sharing your experiences. I look forward to the day when breast feeding is normalised and women can behave in a way they were intended to and feed as long as the child needs. X

  23. Brilliant and heartbreaking post, but amazing the power of the desire to feed your baby. I have had to ignore all sorts of attitudes and have watched my three and a half year old blossom and thrive on bm with no antibiotics and hardly any calpol. We talk about stopping but again I would not force hin it has to be when he doesn’t need it anymore. It is so casual now it is just a chance for more cuddles! Just think what a health service it would be if most babies had this chance for health, both mental and physical!

  24. Wow! What a powerful post! I am definitely going to find a way to use the “mouths should be covered in public because they also perform blowjobs” line. I’m approaching 9 years of nursing now (4 children, not still nursing a 9-year old!) including two bouts of tandem nursing. Like you, I started out aiming for 6 months, then a year, then just carried on regardless! 😉 I never planned to be nursing a 3 year old, or to tandem nurse, it just turned out that way. My youngest is 2.5 and still loves “mummy milt” (can’t say k yet) so it doesn’t look like we’re stopping any time soon.

  25. As a mother who is still bf my 4yr old & who struggled a lot in those early weeks, this post is EVERYTHING! Thank you x

  26. My son just turned 4 and we still breastfeed, I never thought I would. Once he got to 2 we went down to once a day before bed and there’s just no reason to stop unless he wants to. I think without social media I would have weaned him long ago and missed out on so many special moments.

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