11/05/2025
Thank you for showing up, for the late nights, the cracked ni***es, the tears, and the quiet victories no one else saw.
Thank you for choosing to do something ancient, powerful, and sacred in a world that often tells you itās unnecessary, inconvenient, or outdated.
Thank you for trusting your body when society made you doubt it. For saying no to pressure and yes to biology, even when the world around you questioned it. Youāve heard the comments: āIt doesnt matter either wayā āYouāre still breastfeeding?ā āAll kids eat nuggies off the floor anyway.ā And still, you kept going.
You fed your baby with your body, in parking lots, bathrooms, supply closets, hospital chairs, and sleepless nights. You pumped between shifts, packed milk in coolers, and whispered ājust one more ounceā through exhaustion and grace.
You werenāt doing āwhatās bestā, you were doing whatās right. What nature intended. What every mammal before you has done to sustain life.
And you did it in a culture that praises everything artificial and questions everything biological.
You breastfed through mastitis, clogged ducts, tongue ties, postpartum anxiety, and the endless noise of people who donāt understand.
You breastfed when you were told your milk wasnāt enough, but it was. You breastfed when your letdown burned, your baby cried, and your patience thinned, but love remained steady.
You didnāt just make milk, you made antibodies, comfort, and connection. You regulated your babyās heartbeat, temperature, hormones, and emotions, with nothing more than your presence.
And even if no one ever said it, thank you.
Thank you for showing other women that breastfeeding isnāt weakness, itās resistance. Thank you for proving that nurture and nature still belong in the same sentence. Thank you for being the quiet revolution, for every mother who was told she couldnāt, shouldnāt, or didnāt need to.
You are the proof that the system is whatās broken, not your body. Your milk is medicine. Your effort is advocacy. And your baby is thriving because you did what you were designed to do.
Breastfeeding isnāt easy, but you made it possible.
And for that, you deserve to be thanked, celebrated, and protected. š©·š¤±š¼