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Like his big sister, my son, now 30, was breastfed. Along with the usual embarrassments of wet patches appearing on clothing, I have one memorable tale...

Son cut his first teeth at the age of three months which made breastfeeding him an often painful experience. My ex husband thought this extremely funny; watching me grip the chair or headboard with white knuckles and trying not to yell as the teeth went in.

One warm Saturday afternoon I was busy cooking, our little son was still fractious after his feed but had been put down for a nap. The ex was in bed after night duty, trying to catch a few zzz's. I heard him talking to the little one and then things seemed to quieten down.

Suddenly there was a massive AAARGH! from the bedroom, followed by expletives. I ran in with floury hands. Son had discovered lying on Dad's chest that Dads had nipples too and clamped on with a mighty bite.

The shock of Daddy yelling didn't make son cry and release though, it made him grab handfuls of Dad's chest hair and hold tight...

I'm only slightly ashamed to say that I laughed so hard I wet myself.

My mum had her third baby, my younger brother, at the age of 41. The family was living in East Africa at the time and it was very hot and though she had breast fed me and my other brother for about a year she was unable to feed the new baby after the first couple of months. She was advised to use Carnation evaporated milk diluted with boiled water as this was more easily available than formula and less likely to get infested with insects etc. ( It was all a while ago!) I remember hoping against hope that each feed time that my baby brother would not finish his bottle so that I could have the dregs of the Carnation 'cream'.
Just to let you know that baby is now 52 and is fit and healthy and not overweight! Just saying!

When I was breast feeding my daughter I went to the clinic to tell them that after her 10pm feed I was having an enormous amount of trouble waking her at 2am. She was totally content to sleep through the night. Thanks to Dr. Spock I followed the instructions to a T. Must have the 2am feed. Also stopped breastfeeding as my mother-in-law came to visit just after I had fed her and insisted my breast were too small and she must be starving. I put her on the bottle!

Grandson was breast fed for first 6 months; currently being weaned and also taking night time feeds.

He stays over with me a few times each month and has taken well to Gran giving him his night time bottles.

Thankfully it is always late at night in the comfort of our own house as he just loves to dive down Grans top and seek out the breasts with his spare hand. Was a shock the first time it happened, considering that I am 67 years old, but now I wrap myself in one of my daughters silk scarves as he loves the feel and smell of mummy.

After some weeks of breastfeeding of my newborn son, I eventually had the confidence to discreetly breastfeed him outdoors.

As I am sitting in my garden on a glorious day, my next door neighbour (male) was weeding his garden and spotted us.

As he made his way towards us smiling, he leant in close to my chest to look at my son saying how bonny he was.....after a few seconds I saw his face drop in horror/embarrassment and he asked if I was feeding.
I answered I was and he shot off sporting a very crimson coloured face! He said something about being very sorry for being intrusive and that he thought I was just holding him!

He is such a lovely man and we always have a good laugh about that day!

Mind you DD only ever fed DGS her milk untill he was 6,months. A fancy bottle sterilizing kit was never needed, just the odd bottle if she was going out. So why are Tommy Tippee promoting bottle feeding to grannies?

I was having a go at feeding my DGS DD's expressed milk to see if he would take it in a bottle. I warmed it up, sprinkled a few drops onto my wrist to test the temperature, then instinctively licked it off.
It did not worry me at all. She'd drunk mine so I drank hers!

My partner using expressed milk that was left in the fridge on his cornflakes... he said it tasted a bit odd

While camping in the South of France the children had been watching the ants with the dropped food our youngest had been feeding herself with the normal dropping of food. After lunch I changed her nappy to find several ants had found their way into it.

We were sat In a coffee shop one afternoon when my best friends baby started to stir. She put down her hot chocolate and reached into the bag pulling from it a bottle. The man in the shop supplied a large cup of hot water and she placed the expressed bottle into it. By this time, little Charlie had realised he was hungry and wanted everyone to know about it! Suz passed him out of his chair to me to comfort while she finished warming the bottle. We carried on talking about something or other and Charlie settled. A few moments later Suz started really laughing and when I looked down Charlie was trying to feed from my Breast, and as I had a cream blouse on was left with a wet circle on left boob! Everyone around was in stitches - except the slightly embarrassed man in the coffee shop :-)

I caught (and photographed) my husband once when he was on feeding duty with our eldest son. He was wearing his full face crash helmet as he recently successfully taught the baby to blow raspberries. His whole visor was splattered with baby food - that taught him !!!

Unfortunately I don't have a story to tell as my 1st baby is due in November!

I breastfed my daughter exclusively at the start, I fed from one side, and she had a huge scrambled egg poo that leaked through her clothes, not thinking I just got her washed and changed, mid doing that a courier came, dd was clean, I was I. Pj's covered in poo with a boob hanging out, I only just noticed the boob as I had the door half open and shrieked! Poor guy kept out if his skin!!