I hate breastfeeding: It makes me feel like my soul is seeping from my body. But before I burn my nursing bra and gallop off toward freedom, never to think of breastfeeding again, I wanted to try to capture the physical sensation. Like a blood-pressure cuff, tightening and loosening? Something akin to vomiting, a sensation of relief amid waves of discomfort? Nothing seems quite as acute as the feeling itself. Curious how others might put breastfeeding into words, I asked a bunch of women — some who breastfed decades ago, some currently nursing tiny babies — for their impressions. Their responses are generous, vivid, and varied; they mention pain and serenity, being bitten, liken the sensation to peeing, describe a sexual side effect, and more. Read them in full below. I could have sworn the baby had teeth — I would even get a little queasy sometimes.


I sent a photo of it to a couple of my best girlfriends on Snapchat, a photograph which was not sexual in any way. They took a screenshot of the photo and that didn't bother me as they were my best friends and I trusted them implicitly. The harassment started to occur on a daily basis and she received numerous anynomous messages which included the photograph. She explains the effect this had on her mental wellbeing and how the harassment and shame led to a serious bout of depression. However, when she heard about the FreeTheNipple cause on Twitter she started to think, "What would happen if I post the photo up myself?
Sometimes, when I'm in the locker room at my local gym, I can't help but notice things. I try and either keep my eyes to the floor when passing a fellow nude female or make a scant amount of eye contact and half-smile, but often I can't help but see the shape of their body. Their so, so real body, with the 'imperfections' and soft belly. This is us! This is what we really look like.
It would be foolish to acquiesce a Mormon girl to drink coffee. And depending on his views of the Sabbath, you will probably get the tug of war on Sundays. If yes, do you promise to not proselytize to me and let me drink a simple cup of coffee in my own home. I've read some of the articles linked to by mormonessays.