When you meet someone and it becomes obvious it's starting to get serious, the relentless quizzing begins: "Are you going to put a ring on her finger, then?" The engagement announcement goes out and everyone wants to know urgently when the wedding is going to be. On the wedding day the question shifts to when the first child is going to make an appearance.
I don't disagree with my husband that there probably is within us a subconscious, animalistic desire to procreate. I think there is much more to it than that, and only after having a baby myself and going through that first tumultuous year of parenthood can I understand the real driving force behind why we choose to have children.
Having seen breastfeeding once again taking centre stage in the media, with Pope Francis encouraging nursing mothers to feed in church, I have decided to share my views on the matter. I have called this post 'Breastfeeding Dilemmas' but if I am honest, with my five-month old son, this is not a dilemma for me. It is just something that I do. Often. Anywhere and (mostly) everywhere.