breastfeeding

My breasts, aka “the girls,” and I have been through quite a journey together. It wasn’t until I had my daughter that I realized the poor quality of life I had been inflicting upon them throughout the years.

In today's THANKS FOR THE FOOD-SHAMING and oh BTW YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND PHYSIOLOGY news: Tits and donuts. Sounds pretty good right? WRONG.

Oh Target. Do we love you, or hate you?

"Their careful managing of she-breasts is understandable given the archaic notion that women’s bodies are sex traps for men and really, many of us appreciate the efforts to minimize objectifying women and putting a full stop on focusing on female bodies as purely for the pleasure of the male gaze."

My body is diligently keeping me available for this baby by shutting down the part of my brain that usually wants to jump my husband. I can intellectually recall wanting sex - it just feels like this really foreign concept now.

Breastfeeding! GIFs! Child-bearing! NINJA TURTLE CHILDHOOD CRUSHES!

Attention Civilians: Colonel David Iverson does not want to see your boobs.

Oliva Wilde tries to normalize the sight of breastfeeding. But is it authentic . . . or a cheap tactic to build buzz?