It was sometime around 3:00pm, if I’m remembering right, and we were sitting down to feed again. Those early months are still hazy, but I’m almost sure it was afternoon because the sun shined warm and golden through the nursery window. My baby was rooting and beginning to fuss, and I was dreading the next hour and a half…I kept thinking (and being told) that we would overcome our breastfeeding challenges…
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