For the love of Onbu

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I don’t consider myself to be a ‘hippy’ parent (whatever that really means), but I have found myself taking to some decidedly ‘crunchy’ parenting habits, including my penchant for cloth nappies, breastfeeding, baby led weaning and of course baby wearing. It’s currently International Baby Wearing Week, so it seemed appropriate to write a little about our baby wearing experience, and one of our favourite carriers.

We started ‘baby wearing’ with G, first with a second hand high street carrier which was fine for a while but did get rather uncomfortable pretty quickly. We had a BabaSling for a while but never really got to grips with it, and then a pouch sling which we were sent by a relative in America which was actually really good until she got a bit heavy for it.

When G decided she didn’t want to use a pram any more we resorted to quite literally carrying her when she was fed up of walking, and as I’d not discovered woven wraps or toddler carriers, I ended up using a HippyChick hip seat – a genius invention until said toddler decides to use her own legs for a change, and leaves you walking around wearing what looks like a slightly bizarre bum bag.

This time round I was keen to find something more practical and, dare I say, a bit more stylish. Not knowing exactly what we wanted I headed for a local sling library. We’re lucky around here to have an abundance of sling libraries where you can try out different types of carriers for a small fee. It’s well worth doing if you’re interested in trying a carrier out, as they aren’t particularly cheap (though they can be brought ‘preloved’ and they do hold their value very well for resale).

And so since C was born I’ve used pretty much most types of carrier – a stretchy Moby wrap, Connecta, half buckle, woven wraps, an ABC (Action Baby Carrier), ring slings and mei tais.

I like using a carrier largely for simplicity – we live so close to the school that by the time I’ve got the pram out and C appropriately dressed and strapped in for the school run we could be there already, plus the rigmarole of reversing the procedure ten minutes later! And I have to admit to really enjoying carrying C – the interaction you get when carrying is far stronger than we would get in the pram, and she’s more content and alert, able to see more around her and interact with more people on the way.

Despite trying so many slings there was one type I really fancied but which I couldn’t find anywhere.

An Onbu, or Onbuhimo, is a traditional Japanese carrier. It’s similar to a mei tai in that it has a fabric body and fabric straps to tie into place , but instead of a waist strap it has a ring on each side which the straps pass through. It means a little less tying than a mei tai, also you can put it on whilst holding baby, you don’t need to put them down first. You can even tie it ‘on the go’ if, like me, you’re constantly late for the school run!

With none around for me to try, I happened to stumble upon some tutorials online for making mei tais, and it occurred to me that an onbu should be just as easy.

I didn’t take step by step pictures and to be honest kind of made it up as I went along so I’m not going to post a full tutorial – I used a few different existing tutorials as a guide including this one and this one, although I used an existing carrier as a template and went a bit overboard on making sure it was strong enough to carry the weight!

I’ve used it now for probably about 6 months, both front and back carrying – for the school run, woodland walks, trips round the shops and even just to get the washing done at home. And I love it! I don’t really know why they’re not seen very much over here but they definitely should be.

The biggest plus for me is the speed of using it for a back carry. I pop it on the bed/grass/seat of the car with the straps already threaded through the rings, lie C on top, tuck her legs through and use a ‘superman toss’ to lift her onto my back. From there you just slip your arms through the straps like a rucksack, pull tight and tie the straps together in front. Voila!

One day I might brave making a video to show you what I mean, and quite how easy it is.

Whilst I’ve grown to love my woven wrap, I’ve not perfected back carries with it so the Onbu is still a fail safe favourite for me and I’m hoping it will last us some time!

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Britain’s Driest Nappy vs Britain’s Prettiest Nappy

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I’ve already written about my reasons for using cloth nappies – mainly the fact that I hate taking the bins out, and especially bins filled with festering baby poo, urgh!

So when I saw that Pampers were asking people to do the ‘Britain’s Driest Nappy’ challenge it got me thinking.

First, I came up with all the excuses for why ‘dry’ wasn’t the be all and end all – the waste argument of course; the cost savings when using reusables; the chemicals in disposable nappies; the fact that feeling damp helps babies potty train earlier, etc etc.

And then I realised that I actually have no idea how cloth nappies compare as far as keeping baby dry is concerned.

I know that we only get the occasional wee leak, usually when I’ve left the nappy on too long, and that despite C being a very heavy wetter we’ve found a nappy that copes perfectly well with being on for 13 hours overnight, whether she sleeps through as she’s finally begun to recently, or if she wakes for sometimes 2-3 feeds which means she wees more overnight.

And I know that we pretty much NEVER suffer the clothes-wrecking poosplosions that I remember only too well from our disposable days and see and hear other Mums talking about.

But how dry do they keep C’s little bum? Is the poor girl sodden the whole time that I’m blissfully cooing over the pretty prints and colours?

I thought I’d better put it to the test.

This isn’t about knocking people who choose to use disposable nappies by the way – whilst I’m a cloth nappy advocate I would never judge another mum’s choices and cloth nappies aren’t for everyone (incidentally, that’s why I help run a cloth nappy library which lets people try cloth nappies for themselves before committing to buying their own).

And I’m not in any way trying to knock Pampers either – they’re our nappy of choice when we do use disposables – yes although we mostly use cloth we do use disposables occasionally as well.

Rather, I was genuinely curious to see how the nappies I choose to use feel against C’s skin.

I picked out one of my favourite nappies (a Bumgenius Freetime, if you’re interested), a Pampers Baby Dry nappy that I had to hand, some water, tissue, and a terribly angled camera phone that beautifully accentuates my double chin.

Impressed? I was, and I have to confess a little relieved too! I was actually expecting a little bit of dampness to come through the fleece, so was surprised that the tissue was pretty much bone dry.

What I forgot to mention is that the fleece liner also makes it really easy to chuck poo down the toilet without having to touch it – but that’s got nothing to do with Britain’s Driest Nappy so it’s not really relevant anyway. It’s just usually one of the first things I get asked about when talking about cloth nappies!

I should add that the slight dampness from the Pampers nappy was really nothing to write home about, it was, in fairness, really very good at locking away the moisture.

I’m just pleased that I don’t have to rely on finding excuses to justify my choice to use cloth nappies, and can rest assured that C’s bum is as dry as it is pretty.

If you’re interested in trying cloth nappies you can do so cheaply, and in some cases for free, by getting in touch with your local cloth nappy library via the UK Cloth Nappy Library Network, or by searching on their map of UK Cloth Nappy Libraries.  Nappy Libraries offer advice on finding the right nappies for you, as well as hiring out kits so that you can try before you buy.

What To Do If You Think Your Baby Has Tongue Tie

Having never even heard of tongue tie before C was born, I’m astounded at how many people are struggling with the effects of it.

Some might say it’s the latest ‘fad’ to diagnose tongue tie, but given the UK’s appalling breastfeeding success rate and the fact that the first response to feeding problems from health professionals seems to be to push babies onto formula (ironic given the focus on breast is best), it really isn’t surprising that many people never got as far as a diagnosis.

But this isn’t supposed to be a tongue tie rant. Instead I thought it worthwhile to share what I’ve learnt through our tongue tie journey and that of those I’ve spoken with in thEme way. Some is what I did, and some is what I would do next time, knowing what I know now.

Key for me is that the quicker tongue tie is identified and treated, the less impact it is likely to have on mum and baby alike.

So, if you think your baby might have tongue tie, what should you do?

1: Find an International Board Certified Lactation Consultant (IBCLC).

Breastfeeding support groups, midwives and health visitors are great if you need some emotional support with breastfeeding or some pointers on technique, but anything beyond that will definitely benefit from a fully trained professional eye.

Your health visitor or children’s centre might be able to direct you to the most senior lactation consultant in your area, or you can find a local one on the Lactation Consultants of Great Britain website.

A lactation consultant can tell you if your baby does have tongue tie or not, and observe you feeding to identify any problems with technique etc. And once you’re seeing one you can use that fact to ward off any unwanted pressure from other well meaning healthcare professionals (see 3 below).

2: Swot Up

This is one occasion when consulting ‘Dr Google’ is highly recommended. Some starters include:

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The Leaky Boob

3: Stand Your Ground

If you haven’t already noticed, let me let you into a little secret. Health care professionals don’t know the right answer. Go to three health care professionals with the same issue, and you’ll come back with (at least) 6 different answers.

It’s not that they’re trying to confuse you or don’t know their stuff, it’s just that there often isn’t a single right answer. And most of the health care professionals we see have quite a wide skillset, which means that whilst they have knowledge of lots of different potential problems you might face, they can’t possibly know individual subjects in great detail – hence why as above, if you’ve got a breastfeeding issue I would always go to a breastfeeding expert.

Don’t be pushed or bullied into doing anything that you don’t want to do – which includes formula top ups, timed feeding schedules, medications, early weaning, etc etc. Read up on your subject, keep the evidence to hand, and don’t be pushed around.

If your baby has tongue tie and you want it released, there’s a good chance you will have to push for it, so stand your ground here too. Get a referral as soon as you can. Matter tongue tie release babies have to relearn how to latch and feed. Time is of the essence and sadly referrals on the NHS take time, sometimes a long time as there are relatively few practitioners who release tongue ties despite it being a very simple procedure.

4: If you can, go private

Not everyone can do this, but going private can be a huge advantage in terms of getting tongue the dealt with quickly. We got an appointment the day after diagnosis!

The cost seems to be around £250. Call your local private hospital (eg Spire) and ask who performs tongue tie release or frenulectomy.

If you can, and if your or your partner’s work offer it, get your baby added to your private healthcare cover as soon as possible after baby is born. Many policies won’t cover pre-existing conditions so waiting until there’s a problem could be too late. Our BUPA policy covered our appointments and meant we didn’t have to wait.

In Praise Of Cloth For Real Nappy Week

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This week is (amongst other things) Real Nappy Week, designed to help get people talking about – and using – cloth nappies. It’s also a week awash with offers, promotions and competitions amongst the many cloth nappy manufacturers, enticing hapless addicts like me into wanting more pretty prints for the stash.

You already know that I’m a fan of cloth nappies, largely due to my dislike of taking the bins out. But did you know that the UK is due to run out of landfill space by 2018? Or that the average baby will use around 5000 disposable nappies before they are potty trained? That’s a lot of landfill…

Cloth nappies these days are very different to the terries and safety pins of our parents’ day. And in fact they’ve moved on a lot even in the last 4 years since I used them for G. They’re easy to put on, easy to wash and quick to dry. With summer coming up it’s also been shown that despite the layers of fabric cloth nappies keep baby one whole degree cooler than disposables – and as they’re so cute they can run around in them without needing anything on top!

This week I’m posting on Instagram and Twitter a daily photo of our pretty cloth nappy choice of the day – our first 4 days are in the pic above. And I may have ordered a few new ones as well. I’m also working to set up a local cloth nappy library, to allow parents to try real nappies without any risk.

If you haven’t tried cloth nappies yet, get involved this week and give it a go. A good place to start is Go Real, The Nappy Gurus, or check out some of the bloggers trying cloth for the first time.

Easy Swaps for a Dairy Free Diet

Since we figured out that C is most likely cows milk protein intolerant, I’ve had to be really strict about what I eat. Although I’ve been mostly dairy free for at least ten years (anything more than small amounts of dairy gives me headaches and migraines), it’s been quite fun trying out new alternatives, and thought I’d share some of them here with some advice for anyone else looking to go dairy free for whatever reason. Do add any suggestions in the comments and I’ll update this post with them!

First up, some basics.

‘Dairy free’ is quite a loose term but basically I mean avoiding cows milk products (I’m always surprised how many places class eggs as dairy). However, goats and sheep’s milk proteins are apparently very similar to cows, and we’ve found that C reacts if I’ve eaten them too. We’ve been lucky that C seems fine if I eat small amounts of soya – apparently 50% of cows milk intolerant babies also react to soya.

It’s also worth knowing that lactose intolerance is different to cows milk protein intolerance, so lactose free products aren’t necessarily any use in this instance.

Check The Label

You’d be astounded how many things have hidden dairy in them, especially prepared foods such as sauces and ready meals. Check everything! And don’t just look for ‘milk’ – it might be listed as milk protein, whey powder, casein etc. Most products these days have allergy warnings on them, so look for that too. You might be pleasantly surprised too, my recent dairy free discoveries include Jammy Dodgers and pork pies!

Cook (And Bake) From Scratch

The easiest way make sure you’re not eating hidden dairy is to cook from scratch. It means you know exactly what’s in everything you make and won’t get caught out – I recently got caught by what I thought was a non dairy takeaway curry before remembering Indian food is often cooked with ghee, a clarified butter.

It does take a little more time but you can make meals in bulk and freeze them for a quick and easy meal when you’re in a rush. It’s not much good if you’re trying to lose weight, but I try to have a ready supply of dairy free baked goods (biscuits, cakes etc) so I don’t ever feel like I have to go without.

Don’t Be Afraid To Ask

When eating out, ask about the ingredients in their dishes, explain that you can’t eat dairy and request dairy free alternatives – no butter in sandwiches, burgers without the cheese, etc. Anywhere worth eating at will be more than happy to oblige, so don’t go all British and be afraid to ask! We were at Bristol Zoo last week and the kitchen had shut, I asked if there was butter in the ready made sandwiches and the lady promptly went off to the kitchen to make me a fresh sandwich of my choice, without me even having to ask!

Swap For Dairy Free Alternatives

– Swap cow’s milk for soy, rice, oat or almond milk. It’s down to personal taste but for me, soy is fine cold but tastes horrible hot, rice again is fine and quite refreshing cold but is quite thin and watery so doesn’t work well in tea/porridge etc. Oat is my current favourite, particularly for porridge or hot chocolate.
– Swap butter in sandwiches etc for olive oil based spread. It doesn’t have to be a fancy ‘free from’ brand, but check the labels and avoid anything like ‘utterly butterly’ as that definitely has butter in it.
– Swap butter in cooking/baking for the type of Stork which comes in blocks rather than the tubs (although they look the same the latter has milk in). You can also use coconut oil (get tubs from the world food aisle – far cheaper than the stuff in health food shops), or for pastry use a white fat such as Trex. Some cakes can be made with sunflower or even olive oil instead of butter.
– Swap milk chocolate for dark chocolate, but make sure it’s good quality dark chocolate – brands like Bourneville have milk added and proper dark chocolate tastes much better! Divine is my favourite, followed by Green and Blacks.
– Swap ice cream for sorbet (mango is really creamy naturally) or Swedish Glacé – this is soy based and tastes delicious! If you can’t have soy then try freezing slices of banana then whipping it up in a food processor. Sounds odd but tastes fantastic, and you can flavour it by adding things like frozen strawberries / raspberries.
– Swap yoghurt for soy based yogurt, eg Alpro. I’m not a fan if the plain yoghurt but the vanilla one is divine with fresh fruit! Note that some of their yogurts are in the chiller at the supermarket, but they also have dairy free yogurt type deserts including chocolate ones in the ‘free from’ section.
– Cheese is a challenge! You can get soy based cheeses… They taste nothing like ‘proper’ cheese but can fill a void if you really want something.
– Swap custard/cream for oat or soy based alternatives.
– Swap ‘branded’ hot chocolate drinks for a ‘real’ hot chocolate made with cocoa powder, sugar and oat milk – also cheaper and tastes better too, a no brainer!

So there you go. Going dairy free isn’t as difficult as it first might seem. You still get to eat ‘nice’ stuff, although yes, I do still miss cheese. But if nothing else I know we’ve saved tons of washing since going dairy free, as C’s far less sick!

Add your suggestions in the comments and I’ll update this post as we go along!

The Day I Got My Boobs Out For TV

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I never set out to write about breastfeeding on this blog, but with our challenges with tongue tie, cows milk protein intolerance and of course various news stories about public feeding, it’s become one of my most frequent and most read topics. I guess the old adage of ‘write what you know’ applies even more than usual to blogging, and I do seem to spend rather a lot of my time feeding!

Whilst I’m not of the ‘flaunt it’ mindset, I’ve always been of the view that breastfeeding is both entirely natural and nothing to be squeamish about, so it should come as no real surprise that I recently agreed to get my boobs out for TV – all very tastefully and in the name of education of course!

I was lucky enough to be asked by Lansinoh to take part in a TV programme they’ve been making for mums-to-be about preparing for baby’s arrival, and particularly about their specialist subject, breastfeeding.

You may know Lansinoh as ‘the nipple cream in the purple tube’, and in fact they made it into one of my early blog posts about must have products for newborn babies. What I didn’t know until now was that they also have a host of other products, some of which are coming out in the UK for the first time this year, including breast pumps, bottles, sippy cups and teething rings. As a thank you for taking part in the filming I got a bit of a goody bag of products to try out which I’m sure I’ll write about at some point – we’re already converts to their ‘momma’ bottles which C is so much better with than the previous brand we were using.

Our contribution to the programme was to be interviewed, along with three other mums and their gorgeous babies, about our experiences of breastfeeding. Hopefully it’s given us a chance to spread the word a bit about tongue tie to help other mums in a similar position to us, although in retrospect I should probably have said a bit more about exactly what tongue tie is.

Given I’m a good stone (and a bit) heavier than I’d like to be, and hate the sound of my voice I’m pretty sure I’ll be cringing when I see it, but hopefully I don’t come across as too much of an idiot, and of course people can always be distracted by my boobs.

Oh yes, the boobs. That’s why you’re reading this, right? To find out about the boobs?
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It was all a bit accidental really, I didn’t plan to feed C on TV. I actually started the interview with her sat on my lap, but despite having been angelic all day she promptly decided to cry. And cry, and cry.

And that’s one of the benefits of breastfeeding really, isn’t it? A ready made comforter perfect for such occasions. I’m pretty sure you can’t see anything untoward (apart from the bald patch on the back of C’s head), and I guess it wouldn’t really be much of a programme about breastfeeding without someone, well, breastfeeding!

Given I’d broken the ice by getting them out once, it wasn’t too much of a stretch to film an extra bit about different feeding positions too. And never one to shy away from the camera, G got in on the act with a piece about getting siblings involved.
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I’ve not seen the finished programme so don’t know how much will make the final cut, but hopefully C will show slightly more than the back of her head in it, and I won’t have embarrassed myself too much.

And if she moans when she’s older about how embarrassing it is having TV footage of her feeding, I can remind her that she was actually just meant to smile and coo for the camera, so it’s all her own fault really.

Now all we have to do is wait for it to hit our telly boxes, and then decide whether to sit and hide behind my hands or do a little excited dance around the room…

We weren’t asked to write about our experience, and although we did get some free product we weren’t paid for this either. The photos of the day were kindly sent to me by Lansinoh/Cybher so are their copyright.

Accidental Eco Mum

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It’s official, I’ve become one of those mums.

Yup, I’m a card carrying member of the breastfeeding, cloth bumming, baby wearing brigade. And I’ll probably end up doing some form of baby led weaning too, just to complete the picture. An eco mum, you could say.

Except I’ve got a confession. It’s got very little to do with being eco friendly. In fact, I’m doing it all out of pure laziness, with a bit of vanity thrown in.

Let me explain:

Breastfeeding – C seems to have a cows milk protein intolerance, which rules out standard cows milk based formula. I’m not entirely surprised as I struggle with dairy too (it gives me migraines and headaches). I could get a special formula on prescription, but that would involve firstly the faff of going back and forwards to the docs to get it, not to mention the faff of washing, sterilising and making up bottles constantly. And apparently it stinks anyway. I’m grateful that I can breastfeed (not all can), so for me breastfeeding just seems easier overall. Even if I can’t have cake.

Verdict: lazy.

Cloth bumming – the one household chore I hate more than anything is taking the bins out. I’d much rather load and unload the washing machine every other day than trudge out with a heavy bag full of pooey nappies. And the cloth nappies these days are seriously cute – I’ve already got tons of girls clothes left over from G so don’t have much excuse to go cute shopping otherwise.

Verdict: lazy and vain.

Baby wearing – G pretty much refused to get in her buggy after she was about 18 months, preferring to be carried or to walk. This was fine for Daddy, who was plenty strong enough to carry her about, not so much for me. I tried all sorts of gadgets to help carry her (the Hippychick Hip Seat was the winner, but I did look blimming stupid wearing what looked like a fully loaded bumbag when she decided to walk instead of being carried). I can see how much easier life would have been with a proper, ergonomic buckle carrier or a woven wrap, so I’ve already got both on loan from a local sling library to try out. And C falls asleep in them pretty much instantly too, which saves the hours of trying to get her to take a nap, particularly when I’ve got G pestering me to play. Oh, and have you seen all the pretty patterns they come in?? It’s like clothes shopping for me without the stress of having to buy two sizes bigger than my pre-pregnancy clothes, and without the guilt because after all, it’s for baby isn’t it…

Verdict: lazy and vain.

Baby led weaning – we’re not there yet and won’t be for another few months. But seriously, cooking, blending and feeding all those purees? Who’s got time for that? And I tasted some of those baby food jars when G was weaning – yuck! Nope, C can have (broadly) what we’re having 90% of the time and leave it at that.

Verdict: lazy.

They might not be the reason that the books give for doing all of these things, and it might only be me that sees it this way, but it’s what works for me.

And surely that’s the only thing any parent should be striving to do – bring up their children in a way that suits their personalities, lifestyle, morals and so on?

This is how it feels to breastfeed

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There’s been a lot of talk about breastfeeding this past week or two, and particularly breastfeeding in public, after a mother was in Rugeley, with the photograph labelling her a’tramp’ for doing so.

I usually stay out of these kinds of debates, because they have a tendency to spiral out of control, with strong feelings on both sides. And if I’m honest the usual story structure of ‘mum gets criticised for breast feeding in public’ / ‘mum goes to the local press’ / ‘mass breastfeeding demo takes place’ / ‘everything goes quiet again’ is nothing new. If anything I think it’s actually damaging to those thinking of breast feeding; reinforcing the belief that there are lots of people and places who will disapprove of you feeding in public and even throw you out – of cafés, shops, museums, libraries, swimming pools, more shops, buses and even hospitals. And not all the stories are even true.

But this time it does seem to have reached a new level, going beyond local and national press and engaging even the likes of TV show The Last Leg, who put it far more acutely than I could manage here.


There’s lots of things that have quietly riled me when reading the comments on these stories. But one thing that has surprised me is how much talk there’s been about how breastfeeding in public makes the ‘spectators’ feel, and very little about how the breast feeder feels. If anything, breast feeders have a tendency to be portrayed as somewhat militant, feminist exhibitionists, with few qualms about whipping them out in public, and armed with a string of cutting one liners if anyone dares to challenge them. In my experience, this couldn’t be further from the truth.

I feel lucky that I’ve never been challenged whilst feeding, and I’m fairly confident at feeding in most places. But I do go to great lengths to be discreet about it – picking out the most secluded table, facing the wall if I can, wearing only clothes I know I can hide it under and checking out who is in my line of sight before feeding. It’s really quite stressful, to be honest!

I’d love to have the courage to just ‘whack em out’ wherever and whenever I need to, but like many other people I’ve spoken to it’s just not something I feel comfortable with. Not yet anyway. Maybe one day…

Yes, when breastfeeding there is far less to be seen than on your average Friday night on the town. But if I’ve ever had a ‘wardrobe malfunction’ whilst out on the lash I’ve certainly never been sober enough to remember it the next day, and would be mortified if I did.

It might be the most natural thing in the world, but the reality is that feeding in public feels rather like being forced to do a solo stint on karaoke in front of your drunken work colleagues at the Christmas party, when you know you can’t sing and more importantly, you’re stone cold sober. Logic tells you nobody’s going to notice (or remember) your little performance, but that doesn’t make you feel any more confident about it.

When you’re already nervous or anxious about feeding in public, it feels like everyone around you is looking, judging, disapproving, ready to criticise your decision to feed there, or ask you to leave at any moment. Call it paranoia if you like, but that doesn’t make it feel any less real.

It takes a lot of courage to feed in public, and it’s easy to assume that everyone you see looking is thinking bad of you, even if they’re just being ambivalent towards it.

Before anyone thinks it, this isn’t about the whole breast vs formula debate either. I like to think of it like this – not everyone can run a marathon; not everyone wants to run a marathon; and I certainly don’t think badly of anyone who doesn’t run a marathon; but that doesn’t stop those that do run a marathon being deserving of a bit of cheerleading and support to get them through.

So what is the answer?

The reality is that however much press coverage this latest incident receives, attitudes won’t change overnight. And whilst normalising breast feeding is something we should be aiming for, I think we could do with a little bit more to get us there.

I hope most people reading this blog would be either positive or at least ambivalent towards breastfeeding in public, so I’m going to ask you to do one thing. Next time you see someone breastfeeding (and particularly if she has a very young baby so is probably new to feeding in public), go up to her and congratulate her on doing it. Look her in the eye – avoiding eye contact just tells us you’re embarrassed, and staring at baby is just a bit too close to the boobs.

It might feel a bit uncomfortable for you, but that’s nothing compared to how she’s probably feeling. And I promise you will brighten up her day and make a world of difference to her confidence, helping her to keep doing the most natural thing in the world for her child.