Abby Theuring

Abby Theuring
The Badass Breastfeeder is a mother, writer, social worker, attachment parent, proud breastfeeder and advocate. Her career as a social worker has shown her that gentle and connected parenting is vital for life-long emotional health.You can find her blog at www.thebadassbreastfeeder.com and Facebook page at www.facebook.com/TheBadassBreastfeeder.

Listen to Your Inner Voice by guest blogger Dina

My name is Dina, I live in Germany, I’m 30 years old and gave birth to my wonderful Matilda on April 13th in 2013. I knew I wanted to Breastfeed but never gave it much thought because I thought it would just work out fine. The consulting in the hospital wasn’t good at all. No one showed me how to …

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I Breastfeed, Even in Public by guest blogger Olivia

I breastfeed my son when he is hungry or needs comfort. I don’t breastfeed him because I want attention. I don’t breastfeed him because I want to make a political stand. I don’t do it to see my mother’s embarrassed blushes, or my father looking down in shame while shaking his head. I don’t breastfeed my son in order to …

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Leanne’s Breastfeeding Story by guest blogger Leanne

My name is Leanne. I’m from Berkshire in the UK. My beautiful daughter was born 04/03/13, I didn’t find out until 34 weeks I was expecting, but decided I wanted to breast feed. I had already decided if I was going to be blessed with child I would breast feed. My story begins with my waters breaking on the 02/03/13 …

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Badass Breastfeeding and Pregnant

So, yeah, Jack is still breastfeeding. He is 29 months and I am entering my second trimester of pregnancy at 17 weeks. At first I noticed nothing. Then noticed the horrid awful pain, like a stinging pinching feeling when latching on. Sometimes even nausea while nursing. The pain comes and goes now. I’m going to stick it out because, well, …

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You’re Offended? So F***ing What.

I am offended when I am driving down the street and I see the person in front of me has hung a pair of testicles from the back of their car. I am offended by littering. I am offended by cigarette smoke. I am offended by people playing loud music in their car disrupting my peaceful day. I am offended by …

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A Love Story by guest blogger Mama Bean

I don’t remember the first time that I breastfed my daughter. I remember the first time that I held her; her little body warm and slimy against my skin after a grueling 44 hours of labour.  I remember her being placed on my chest and watching, as if through goggles, as her little head turned in search of my nipple.  …

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