Came across this blog entry today, and I love it. A Kenyan woman returns home from the UK to raise her baby. Her grandma encourages her to "read her baby, not the books" and to offer the baby the breast at every single moment, aka "nyonyo."
We joke about our pediatrician telling us to nurse ALL THE TIME. Meaning if Phoenix fusses, nurse him. If he cries, nurse him. If he's colicky, nurse him. If he's lonely or hungry or inconsolable or overtired, nurse him. Breastfeeding is this doctor's panacea.
Well it's worked pretty well so far, and it's nice to hear that an entire culture has had success with "the sucking solution." Of course Kenyan babies cry, too. They just don't cry as much. Maybe because their mouths are full, wink wink. And while Mr. Phoenix Axè Harris is certainly not a cry-free baby, he seems to be a pretty care-free baby. I hope that he remains as peaceful as his Kenyan cousins.
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