Can we please just take a moment to worship this woman…
I have been on an Amanda Palmer kick today… just loving her soooo much right now. I even told a friend I would like to be her when I grew up.
Fuck knows when that day will come…
But just look at this photograph.
There are so many aspects of this that I love. She is like the embodiment of every female I wish to ever create.
Weapon at the ready.
Dress on point.
I was never one for breast feeding in public. I had done it a few times cause if my baby needed to eat, he needed to eat. But I did not enjoy it at all. I did not like feeling exposed or vulnerable.
I remember a family member coming round to see the baby. But it was feeding time… it was always fucking feeding time. So I had a baby on one breast and a pump on the other. (Sorry boys)
He (the family member) was super uncomfortable. And the father asked me to stop until they were gone.
I did it… cause I was fragile and overwhelmed and not strong enough yet to tell him to go eat a bag of dicks.
I wish I could go back to past Amberley and show her this photo. Show her how she could be. Show her that she does not have to cover up herself or her baby. Show her she can be proud and strong and motherly.
The confidence Amanda portrays in herself, in her body, in her purpose, is so inspiring. Not just for breastfeeding women either, but for humans.
This is us.
We are warriors.
We are the decendents of those who have won battles, concurred lands, survived sickness and corruption of all kinds.
We don’t need to lose that.
We are all fighting battles of some kind.
The never ending laundry pile.
Battles big and small.
Those who have come before us won their battles and now it is our turn to fight.
PS thank you to Ivor for showing me this photograph and the music that goes with it.